Lentil Nightmare Lyrics
| Song | Lentil Nightmare |
| Artist | Neil |
| Album | Neil's Heavy Concept Album (Expanded Version) |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : R.Rivron/R.Mayall/S.Brint | |
| I am having a lentil nightmare | |
| Everything has gone black | |
| Except for the lentils in the nightmare | |
| And they're a sort of greeny, yellowy sort of colour | |
| Ah ah it's the demon lentil king | |
| With his phallics of blood crazed virgins | |
| Riding on their motorbikes through the hurricanes of doom | |
| To destroy everything in the universe | |
| Wearing horrible viking helmets | |
| And driving much too fast | |
| And they are probably over the limit as well and | |
| I bet they have not paid any tax either | |
| Lentil nightmare | |
| Kill kill kill I want veins in my teeth | |
| Kill kill kill give me some kangaroo meat quickly | |
| Lentil Nightmare | |
| "and though for long he had lain low in the quietness and in the | |
| Darkness, NOW WAS THE MOMENT and with one terrifying leap he sprang out of the | |
| Wardrobe wearing nothing but his Y-fronts and a pair of Wellington boots and, spying | |
| Himself in the mirror, he ripped in to one of the most amazing lead solos | |
| On the tennis racket since Jimmy Hendrix on the Lulu show, his machine heads | |
| Glistening as he stood in a warrior pose thrusting through a wall of sound | |
| His high precision fingers reaching a searing climax and he did make mighty | |
| Battle with the empty bottles of Tizer on the bookshelf, and he did spend | |
| 10 minutes in deathly combat with the duvet until it was vanquished and then | |
| With stealth, he drew near his foe and in one all powerful blow he smote | |
| The curtains bringing them down in a heap at his feet, and then he faced his | |
| Adversary, does anyone have a mini-cab number?" |
| zuo qu : R. Rivron R. Mayall S. Brint | |
| I am having a lentil nightmare | |
| Everything has gone black | |
| Except for the lentils in the nightmare | |
| And they' re a sort of greeny, yellowy sort of colour | |
| Ah ah it' s the demon lentil king | |
| With his phallics of blood crazed virgins | |
| Riding on their motorbikes through the hurricanes of doom | |
| To destroy everything in the universe | |
| Wearing horrible viking helmets | |
| And driving much too fast | |
| And they are probably over the limit as well and | |
| I bet they have not paid any tax either | |
| Lentil nightmare | |
| Kill kill kill I want veins in my teeth | |
| Kill kill kill give me some kangaroo meat quickly | |
| Lentil Nightmare | |
| " and though for long he had lain low in the quietness and in the | |
| Darkness, NOW WAS THE MOMENT and with one terrifying leap he sprang out of the | |
| Wardrobe wearing nothing but his Yfronts and a pair of Wellington boots and, spying | |
| Himself in the mirror, he ripped in to one of the most amazing lead solos | |
| On the tennis racket since Jimmy Hendrix on the Lulu show, his machine heads | |
| Glistening as he stood in a warrior pose thrusting through a wall of sound | |
| His high precision fingers reaching a searing climax and he did make mighty | |
| Battle with the empty bottles of Tizer on the bookshelf, and he did spend | |
| 10 minutes in deathly combat with the duvet until it was vanquished and then | |
| With stealth, he drew near his foe and in one all powerful blow he smote | |
| The curtains bringing them down in a heap at his feet, and then he faced his | |
| Adversary, does anyone have a minicab number?" |
| zuò qǔ : R. Rivron R. Mayall S. Brint | |
| I am having a lentil nightmare | |
| Everything has gone black | |
| Except for the lentils in the nightmare | |
| And they' re a sort of greeny, yellowy sort of colour | |
| Ah ah it' s the demon lentil king | |
| With his phallics of blood crazed virgins | |
| Riding on their motorbikes through the hurricanes of doom | |
| To destroy everything in the universe | |
| Wearing horrible viking helmets | |
| And driving much too fast | |
| And they are probably over the limit as well and | |
| I bet they have not paid any tax either | |
| Lentil nightmare | |
| Kill kill kill I want veins in my teeth | |
| Kill kill kill give me some kangaroo meat quickly | |
| Lentil Nightmare | |
| " and though for long he had lain low in the quietness and in the | |
| Darkness, NOW WAS THE MOMENT and with one terrifying leap he sprang out of the | |
| Wardrobe wearing nothing but his Yfronts and a pair of Wellington boots and, spying | |
| Himself in the mirror, he ripped in to one of the most amazing lead solos | |
| On the tennis racket since Jimmy Hendrix on the Lulu show, his machine heads | |
| Glistening as he stood in a warrior pose thrusting through a wall of sound | |
| His high precision fingers reaching a searing climax and he did make mighty | |
| Battle with the empty bottles of Tizer on the bookshelf, and he did spend | |
| 10 minutes in deathly combat with the duvet until it was vanquished and then | |
| With stealth, he drew near his foe and in one all powerful blow he smote | |
| The curtains bringing them down in a heap at his feet, and then he faced his | |
| Adversary, does anyone have a minicab number?" |
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