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Apes that walk in space lick their tongues on the taste, can't place their name with the number with the state...
Apes that walk in space lick their tongues on the taste, like the tongue in my face with the taste for the waist on your waste...
Yes its just a backache, just a toothache. Or maybe it will break the baby...

In a crucifixion ecstasy,
Lying cross chequed in agony.
Stigmata bleed continuously.
Holes in head, hands, feet, and weep for me.
Stigmata oh you sordid sight,
Stigmata in your splintered plight.
Look into your crimson orifice,
In holy remembrance,

I'm falling in luck with the look on your face.
Plug yourself in but your place is the space.
You are no Man from Atlantis, base-level bass level race.
Star hustlers will hustle stars to kids who want to see
You don't have to be so smart to get in wax museums.
I'm falling in luck with the look on your face.
Plug yourself in but your place is the space.