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boogie on my funky grave - stice lyrics

now you know
now you know
it’s too late
it’s too late
now you know, it’s paint
now you know
boogie on my funky grave

entering the funky planet late
fourth planet deaths they never take
i’ve been awake for forty days
i’m coming right back
i’m coming right back
orpheus looks black
orpheus looks back
i gotta know why

candelabra lights her face up
ocarinas made from clay
yow the serpent ticks the cage
candelabra shows the stairs
yah the devil lives down there
what’s he got that i don’t have?
ha, just you wait a minute

it’s the planet of the dead
little itch, little scratch, little pinch
little kid, lot of sh*t, what a b*tch
scribble bits of the text on the wall
made a tea from the seed of the pod
shoulda known it was a jimsonweed
that could have him act like that
skin like a worn out bag
to be him, to be odd
to begin, to forgot
’twas he hath stole my crop
my god, it don’t seem right
tell me, sister, is it wrong?
sucking d*ck an hour long
all night long, i sing my song
da*da*da*da*da*da*da*da
does it go like this? does it go like this?
da*da*da*da*da*da*da*da
does it go like this? does it go like this?
pray, he gotta beat my stuff
oh, boy, you like to chuff
oh, f*ck, it ain’t enough
bash my brains and call my bluff
oh yeah, you think you’re tough?
screaming angel tufts, enough

candelabra rays, i’m in the maze
trailer parks for days, you’re in the way
candelabra maze, i’m in malaise
candelabra rays, ah*ah*ah

little ship took a lot from the rift
some are wrong, do they seem tiptop?
and the options got lost
find the lost at any cost
(rrrr) don’t woof
(woof) okay, that’s hot
gotta go, gotta eat not a lot
run to the bone and they all got crossed
just then, the figure talks
“ah*yo*ho*ho and a bottle of scotch”
little bib, little gut, no moss
sings the machine in a tune forgot
it’ll be seven years in the hall
’til he comes with his hands on head
hey, you got a ripe humdinger
that’s fine, would you make me dinner?
all squeeze, but i’m no lemon
step one: no sinning
step two: i’m crying
take it back to the beginning
step three: don’t lie to me, don’t spy on me
and don’t say hi to me
aw poor baby, try and get some sleep

- stice lyrics

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