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Bloem Yes and I can see a lick Of gold traveling I know it is a sugarbeam It suckles me inside like a capsule It is traveling inside you are pink intestines guts And wandering around as if the goon was made of gum Bloem & Les Claypool Spider, spider, spider Les Claypool Moan mister molecule is driving his tomatostick And I can't find my gun No I can't find my gun He's eating all my vegetables I wish that I could make him splash But I can't find my gun! No I can't find my gun Bloem Scratchy makes me paranoid I know he is a liar And he makes me want to fuck with him As if he was the sun from every seed We must be watching him Letras de cancionesHis graces are too big And I don't know what I should do with him I think he is too big Bloem & Les Claypool Spider, spider, spider Les Claypool Moan mister molecule is driving his tomatostick And I can't find my gun! No I can't find my gun He's eating all my vegetables I wish that I could make him splash! But I can't find my gun! No I can't find my gun Bloem & Les Claypool Moan mister molecule is driving his tomatostick And I can't find my gun No I can't find my gun He's eating all my vegetables I wish that I could make him splash But I can't find my gun! No I can't find my gun Bloem Master hisss don't frame me I I,I,I don't want to lose you with Your tongue you can embrace me Every time you feel the urge Don't forget to drive the Rosafund Calypso says Bloem & Les Claypool 'I look like Albert Sexamonia' Bloem I think she speaks the truth From Letras Mania