Remember back in the 50s when they'd record like Elvis singing YOU AIN'T NOTHIN BUT A HOUND DOG and then they'd turn the record over and reverse it and it was all NYERP NYERP NYERP NYERP NYERP and people were all like, "That is actually the voice of Satan coming from that song."
Time. The enemy of us all. Hold a watch to your ear and listen. Tick tock, tick tock... those are the hoof beats of the Reaper’s pale horse. "Half to past eight, he's at your gate. Quarter to four, knock on the door." Unwinding is the mortal coil that drives the gears to tick and toil, until at last it rests unwound and we lay silent in the ground.
All your two-bit psychiatrists are giving you electroshock They said, they'd let you live at home with mom and dad instead of mental hospitals But every time you tried to read a book you couldn't get to page 17 'Cause you forgot where you were so you couldn't even read
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i get so angry sometimes i just punch plankton --Klinotaxis
are giving you electroshock
They said, they'd let you live at home with mom and dad
instead of mental hospitals
But every time you tried to read a book
you couldn't get to page 17
'Cause you forgot where you were
so you couldn't even read
don't you know gonna kill, kill your sons
They're gonna kill, kill your sons
until they run, run, run, run, run, run, run, run away
Mom informed me on the phone
she didn't know what to do about dad
Took an axe and broke the table
aren't you glad you're married
And sister, she got married on the island
and her husband takes the train
He's big and he's fat
and he doesn't even have a brain
don't you know they're gonna kill, kill your sons
Don't you know they're gonna kill, kill your sons
until they run away
Creedmore treated me very good
but Paine Whitney was even better
And when I flipped out on PHC
I was so sad, I didn't even get a letter
All of the drugs, that we took
it really was lots of fun
But when they shoot you up with thorizene on crystal smoke
you choke like a son of a gun
Don't you know they're gonna kill your sons
don't you know they're gonna kill, kill your sons
Don't you know they're gonna kill, kill your sons
until they run, run, run, run, run, run, run away
Also I laugh at Justice's feeble plan
i get so angry sometimes i just punch plankton --Klinotaxis
i'm dating a dirty old man
a dirty old man!
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gettin caught in the fire
if you are into yuri
if you ship barnabas/desire