Weissmuller Letra

shitload of shadows
unreal, the reel.

dark pixilation seething static blackening
camera obscura
bromide tea and saccharine

rorschach of lungshot
ravens by the bellyful
hornspit of ass-plugs
monkeys by the barrel-load

unreal.

king of the swingers/king of the apes/king of the jungle/king of the brave
king of the rostrum/king of the pool/king of the lalas/king of the fools

shoo be doo. i wanna be like you.
ungawa.

X-rayed and exiled: a darker distant part of you
strung-out on one-lines
made a monkey out of you

scrotum full of ghosts. muzzled by the catheter
rutter of no-one
yet somehow
coming
into
J.

phantom creatures. boy and J. crocodiles. tigers. snakes.
beat this chest, scream these lungs, beat this heart, beat this drum.
i wanna be like you.
wardful of shadows.

(Thanks to Crai for these lyrics)