(Oh, Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh... you can kiss me)
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Woven in the surface, a premonition of the land erupting
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A sparkling occasion of a city crashdown overhead,
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Revolvin' in a whirlpool a drag-o-rama walk'n on the sidewalk
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So let me see ya howl'n through the keyhole,
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"God damn, swept away"
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She shouted,
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(now let's move)
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She love it,
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(but let's take the back door)
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Gettin' away,
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Yeah, I concentrate the midnight without the benefit of ceremony
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Whoever said, "The one who strips your soul is the one that got away"
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A weather-beaten angel descending to embrace the cemetery
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Got love so mystifying,
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"God damn, swept away"
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She shouted,
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(now let's move)
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She love it,
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(but let's take the back door)
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Gettin' away,
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She shouted,
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(now let's move)
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She love it,
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(but let's take the back door)
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Gettin' away,
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(Oh, wow, cool it. What's that John,
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Beat it. You want to start a rumble)
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Voodoo beat on the mind
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The digs too deep to find,
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Something has got to give man
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Psycho racketeero star,
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You are just what you are
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So play the misty, baby
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Get you into a river sky,
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Let your nature cry "I need another"
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Drift beyond the sleeping
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The moon is shift'n shadows on her figure
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Swaptime locomotion "I can't take it, anymore"
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Sunlight through the shutters
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Illuminating moment to the moment
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Put the halo over
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"God damn, swept away"
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She shouted,
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(now let's move)
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She love it,
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(but let's take the back door)
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Gettin' away,
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She shouted,
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(now let's move)
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She love it,
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(but let's take the back door)
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Gettin' away,
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(Do you have to open graves to find girls to fall in love with)
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Planet pretty kill (get up and kill)
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Motherfucker hanging on the thrill,
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Psychoholic slag
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Tomorrow yeah, It's another drag,
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Picnic in the homeland
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Like a Jesus super-star,
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Sleepin' daily, baby
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Yeah I know who you are,
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Planet pretty kill (get up and kill)
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Motherfucker hanging on the thrill,
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Small haven, haven
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I got a left hand of the keeper
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Meet me in St. Louis
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God a one-way ticket's cheaper
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Time-travel I'm walkin'
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I got white line zombie fever
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Time bomb the hero, tickin' to zero,
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(Cool a fast short, swing with a gassy chick, turn on to a thousand joys, smile on what happened or check what's going to happen, you'll miss what's happening. Turn your eyes inside & dig the vacuum. Tomorrow... drag)
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Welcome to Planet Motherfucker/Psychoholic Slag
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| Rob Zombie |
