The Locust - Your Mantel Disguised As A Psychic Sasquatch lyrics

rate me

The chicken bit it (The foreskin knew it)

The sultry salesman worked

to keep his high heels on.

Oh, the doors are talking

Oh, the sheets are stained

A fleshy bowl of nonsense says,

"Apparently a slut's been made!"

Why must the fortune teller

always do the dirty work?

It bit the chicken (The skin foresaw it)

And sultry heels worked

to keep the salesman high.

Can I touch your telepathic private parts?