Started out, time by the ounce
Carry on a wanderer
Times up, the tide's in, over and out
Here and now
I'm onta ya
To deliver the energy Beverly naturally had to be passin the factory
After they packaged the product and actually
Passed it too fastly the fuck through the faculty
After they said that they wouldn't
Everybody understood that if they rushed or fucked it up
An explosion would rocket through it
Losing fuel, and the tour'd be over
The lonely soul on the float would die of fire or fight the over exposure
Floatin face the fuck up in the sea
Hollow meat
And you cant drink the fucking ocean you'd be better of with a potion of gasoline
[Chorus]
I'm drinking gasoline
Straight out the bottle
Cuz I can't seem to swallow the sea
But the sea will swallow me
Coastin in line, it's unfoldin in time
I'm chokin in the heated air
Fed up with yesterdays lines
Cheddar hater
Fuck a millionaire
She arrived on the island in time to be finding
A sign of the tribe of the vine of enlightenment
Sent to unwind us in times that are violent
And find us a call in a calmful environment
Lying inside each and leeching a Zion
Beseeching and reaching an iron that's higher
The final design of a childish fire
Ignited to hire the wild desire to
Pile on the miles one after another
The sauna starts to implode
And then the Impala will smother
The hardest part of it all is that the honest will suffer
You're caught up in the progress, yeah even you and your mother
Bitch!
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