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joan of arc - ta-ta terrordome كلمات الأغنية

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[verse 1]
imagine an egg yolk when not eating one
a green shoot ballooning on a beach
a psycho coo and winter run
this is a thrust to the history of flowers
like all the bees of eden buzzing free
and bumping
but no one to sting
all your low expectations are self-fulfilling prophecies
even the piano went extinct as furniture
for a groot becomes some kind of language
how the single hung man folded history
an illegible hand of loss
like the torn up parking lot thrown aside in a pile
a jail break during an earthquake
i came knocking at a voice at the door
asked ‘who’s there?’
i stated my purpose, polite and clear
the voice at the door said ‘no one lives here yet’
i asked for you and your voice at the door said
‘i don’t know who that is that you’re asking for’
like a chiropractors back ache
like a caterers moonlight skinny dip picnic with leftovers
i got two feelings
and one is coffee and the other one is beer
twenty years smoking
all that’s left i taste is buffalo sauce, pickles and grapefruit
the woman i love, she’s tall
i bet she must’ve been a tall kid
i think a lot about the woman i know about
this woman i love when she was a tall kid
i’d always did insist i’d pay for everything
that doesn’t mean i gotta take out all the brain
and finally going home, caked in blank
executing all my necessary exiting and entering hexes
having grapple through thundershine and sunstorm alike
i run and run and run and run
to improvise new holy symbols in the snow

[bridge]
bar light is a tunnel, right?
bar light is a tunnel
bar light is a tunnel, right?
bar light is a tunnel

[interlude/outro]
bar light is a tunnel, right?
bar light is a tunnel
bar light is a tunnel, right?
bar light is a tunnel
bar light is a tunnel, right?
bar light is a tunnel
tumbling

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