So you've got balls now
Murray on the run
Down on Newberry Street
Seventeen seconds of fun
Apes are overrated blocky
A kinky batch of pudding, yay
Garbage dump, pumpkin rot
And candy apple gray
Werewolf in the flowerbed
Perfect day for lucky guy
This song was never meant to be released
What's that flaming ball in the sky?
The crackhead from Texas
He can read my feet
A bruised piñata
And a liquid pixie
If friends were flowers
Nothing gold can stay
Gun-sexual sense
And squeegee tails
Bees in the cookie jar
Symphonic despair
Reinventing the manifesto
Are you? We don't care
Murray on the run
Down on Newberry Street
Seventeen seconds of fun
Apes are overrated blocky
A kinky batch of pudding, yay
Garbage dump, pumpkin rot
And candy apple gray
Werewolf in the flowerbed
Perfect day for lucky guy
This song was never meant to be released
What's that flaming ball in the sky?
The crackhead from Texas
He can read my feet
A bruised piñata
And a liquid pixie
If friends were flowers
Nothing gold can stay
Gun-sexual sense
And squeegee tails
Bees in the cookie jar
Symphonic despair
Reinventing the manifesto
Are you? We don't care
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