Paroles Things That Go Hump In The Night de Grand Buffet

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Textes et Paroles de Things That Go Hump In The Night




Prepare to double date, tolerate pain,
evade formidable foes in portable games.
I'm lookin' over the edge of a carnival ride
at the machine operator, clean cut and qualified.
Pathological tea cup jockey
half my life, racking points up at air hockey.
I emerge from a cloud of hickory smoke
to ride mechanical bulls at fictional watering holes.
Golden ages, theirs for the taking,
old souls not yet content on vacating.
Ice skating with wildlife watching,
figure eight turns, devoid of all caution.
Password pad fusion, fuck raffle tickets,
the chips are down natural habitat digits.
Ah-read 'em and weep as my snake bite swells,
cool cucumber bobbing my head to the death bells.

This one is for the clubs, we wanna turn you up.
Put on your dancing shoes, let us reprogram you...

The tree vines broke, now the action's moving
counter-clockwise down the local rockslide.
Tastefully hog-tied, looking on the brightside,
shit-eating wide-toothed grin, ready to win.
Unlimited power, making fire with sticks,
eating wild plants, procuring water from hot piss.
Bad soap paintings on cinema windows,
generation neon alien-head scarecrows.
Billy Blanks bathwater energy drinks,
I'd spend money on that. All the real emcees lipsynch.
I talk about stuff that never happened to me;
the public demands it so I'm tellin' it accurately.
God sent a mean hail storm my way,
I counteracted with a dirty sack of diapers on his highway.
When I die, I don't need a fancy pine box;
throw my body in the Buick, tune the radio to classic rock.

This one is for the clubs, we wanna turn you up.
Put on your dancing shoes, let us reprogram you.
Someone's inside the house and all the lights are out.
Something does not feel right - things that go hump in the night.

Someone's inside the house and all the lights are out.
Something does not feel right - things that go hump in the night.
Someone's inside the house and all the lights are out.
Something does not feel right - things that go hump in the night.
Someone's inside the house and all the lights are out.
Something does not feel right - things that go hump in the night.
Things that go hump in the night.
Things that go hump in the night.

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