He keeps his mummy in a shed
Far away from all the people
When governments presume it and it's dead
But it's his mail that's waiting in the steeple
As the symbolism dripping from my mouth
And my body try to sing about some couch
I hasten unto its hiding place
And from that is born ???
Then I strip off all his bandages and then we dance away
Far away from all the people
When governments presume it and it's dead
But it's his mail that's waiting in the steeple
As the symbolism dripping from my mouth
And my body try to sing about some couch
I hasten unto its hiding place
And from that is born ???
Then I strip off all his bandages and then we dance away
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