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Let me tell ya bout brain control!
H20 for your heart and your soul!
Hey there mister! They say you’ll keep me right
I need something! To get me through the night
Lookin for something and that’s what you’ll get
Your mind’ll be tickin like a jumbo jet
As your skin turns wet, you’ll be quick to forget
That the land ya hail was once where you wept
You’ll be bound to the sea for the duration of it
Better keep on top so you don’t have a fit
Over me, cause I’ll be submerging underneath!
Let me tell ya bout brain control!
H20 for your heart and your soul!
Sounds good to me, the nights been getting tame
Well you’d better hop on then, your chariot awaits!
No turning back from here on in, transcendental mind frame let’s give it a spin
Aquaculture on demand and ya gotta expand, bringing dugong to the pastureland
Had a blood transfusion in the last 12 months? I couldn’t really give a fuck
Cause either way, hate to say that I am hosing down your veins
Let me tell ya bout brain control!
H20 for your heart and your soul!
Neptune's one hell of a drug.
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Men In White
02:45
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Aftershock from the accident they reprogrammed my brain,
Doctors tried to tell me I’m insane
But I don’t see how that can be I feel better than I ever have
Only problem is I don’t know wither to cry or laugh
But they told me I don’t have a clue, my mind aint what it was
Embraced me and I kicked up quite a fuss
I aint going to no loony bin, you won’t take me alive
And what the doctor said next never come as no surprise..
COME WITH ME!
To hell with him I made my escape, down the hallway then the stairs
They proceeded to pursue me how unfair
But that won’t stop me now I’m far too far ahead
Can’t remember where I’m running my minds completely dead,
When I eventually got into town I got a full blown taste
Of people running screaming as they saw my face
But before I could think about what happened that night,
Cut off in a dead end by the dreaded men in white
COME WITH ME!
GET IN THE VAN!!
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Cthulhu
03:58
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CTHULU!
He’s the master of the sea, backwash of heavens breach
Gotta go to the place no lookin’ back
Staring fourth and back, unearthly beast, another disease
Ya gotta go to the place no lookin’ back!
CTHULU!
He’s the creature of the deep, from the depths of oblivions keep
The Infection of a new disease
Monstrous tentacles that touch the sky ya know you’re gonna die
Gotta go to the place no lookin’ back!
CTHULU!
He’s the master of the sea, Hell spawn of broken piece
Gotta go to the place no lookin back
World turns to fire and ash, the sky turns black
But it’s not time to give up yet…
CTHULU!
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