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I've been stuffed in your pocket for the last hundred days |
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When I don't get my bath I take it out on the slaves |
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So grease up your baby for the ball on the hill |
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Polish them rockets now, and swallow those pills |
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and sing... Space Lord Mutha |
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Huh! Uh huh |
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There's a car in the field now in a column of flame |
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With two doors to choose but only one bears your name |
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You've been drinking my blood well I've been licking your wounds |
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Well I shave off the pitch now in the scope of your tune |
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You'll sing... Space Lord Mutha |
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I left my throne a million miles away |
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I drink from your tit |
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I sing your blues every day |
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Now give me the strength |
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To split the world in two yeah |
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I ate all the rest and now I've gotta eat you |
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Well I sing |
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Built in my nightmares and using my name |
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You're stroking my cortex and you know I'm insane |
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I'm squeezed out and hung dry and drowning in love |
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Encompass them all to a position above |
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Well I sing... Space Lord Mutha |
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I left my throne a million miles away |
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I drink from your tit |
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I sing your blues every day |
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Now give me the strength |
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To split the world in two yeah |
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I ate all the rest and now I've gotta eat you |
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Well I sing... Space Lord Mutha |
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I lost my soul when I fell to earth |
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My planets called me to the void of my birth |
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The time has come for me to kill this game |
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Now open wide and say my name |
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Space Lord Mutha (Repeat) |