Текст песни Cherry Poppin` daddies - Diabolic Tastemaker
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Tentacles are gropingWe crawled out of the seaJelly stained reptile brainedFormless and squishyAnd still we have these mindsAnd that fishy kinda fluxAll unglued, loose and balloonedSlippery as a slugLike an octopussy swimmin`In a bath of lemonadeLicorice gas our hearts our assBreeding lifeYou don`t understand your minds` musicLacks a funky bassNo balls, tour wallsI got solar system spaceI got Diabolic TastemakeGot my source of creationAngle eyes to skywardThere`s a mustache comm` downTongue is red givin` headLickin` up the moonA self portrait in vomitI spit it in the rugLook inside, there you`ll findI`m of noble bloodCreative acts in liquidSmearin` doo doo on the wallsI got spanked when I yanked Niagra FallsGoddesses of beauty, I worship your bootyI crashed her gashI suffered in her succotashI got Diabolic TastemakerGot my source of creation