Shhh... (extendemo) Letra

Last without their (x4)



Hi mom,

Where you lousy

Rightious making pigs

Fill me with forth comings

Successes is the way of the wise

Even when they are left alone

One hands on rye

(I'm last to come...)

(Have to get mine first...)

A thousand rambles in a second

Tiny tip is tired and will not

Tolerate toilet token

Until he is "topsy-turvy"

So stop the torment

You traitors



Oh yea, you said I got a big head

But I don't recall smelling

Anything but hot air

The reasons are simple and straight

The over jealous envy

Of this strange land

I'm sure you'll get sick and better

All in one day

(Perhaps a similar disease...)

(Pass them by, turn the wheels...)

The rush crush will push them out

The grey fluid ran over their mouth



I can take the squeaks

Anymore than I can take you

I'm sure you're sick of me

Well I'm sick of you too

Haven't gone far enough my friend

If you send we'll understand

Enter the choice and avoid the void

Safe with the flag



Local lopsided judges

Lure lunacy over

Lousy loud lumpy loopholes

With lingo that's loathsome and

Shady shameless shamsters

Shake and shape shaggy young people

With sharp teeth

On shelves of

Ship-shaped sharp-eyed, shop-owners

While customers consume large quantities

Of curiously cultivated curtains

Alongside crowds of crude oils

Crossed and crooked

Atop a crushed ice-maker



I can take the squeaks

Anymore than I can take you

I'm sure you're sick of me

Well I'm sick of you too

Haven't gone far enough my friend

If you send we'll understand

Enter the choice and avoid the void

Safe with the flag (x2)



Hope diggita

Shhh... diggita (x9)

Last without their (x5)

...Last without (x4)



I can take the squeaks

Anymore than I can take you

I'm sure you're sick of me

Well I'm sick of you too

Haven't gone far enough my friend

If you send we'll understand

Enter the choice and avoid the void

Safe with the flag (x2)