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prophets of rage (deu) - lost in space (brown nose mixx) كلمات أغنية

[verse 1: yeti]
uh, captain’s log unravels our travels
on the trolly with jolly jhragins
lollygagging with lounge lizards scrounges heard that
them is here in the hemisphere
my dear stench quenching wench
mari, contrary to popular belief
the leaf is voluptuous
and it’s all up to us
us we, the oracles. rhetorical real eyes relaying real lies
on programs with no scams
for robots know not what goes on
hither and yon, whither upon this stone in the sky
deny and pacify their massive lie

[verse 2: ewol]
beam me up on dawn to thе break of
twilight by night i sight acres and acres of air supply
do you carе if i dance on our ceiling?
warp speed ahead, i want to enhance the feeling

[bridge]
healing my skull of dull outing revealing new things never you seen

[verse 3: yeti]
living sweet destiny, her name is lady sarah demetry
she brings out the best in me, blessing me, messing me up
what, where, when and how?
the beginning and the end is now, wow, sunflower shower
pow! gunpowder sour apples, and pleasantly plump peach pits
eternal eclipse and deep dark secrets
secretions of the sacred fruit makes the naked truth
please play the flute
[chorus]
take me to another place, i prefer a slower pace, lost in sp_ce
take me to another place, i prefer a slower pace, lost in sp_ce
take me to another place, i prefer a slower pace, lost in sp_ce
take me to another place, i prefer a slower pace, lost in sp_ce

[verse 4: styxx]
things are turned around, i am hearing colors and i am seeing sounds
i don’t know what is up and i don’t know what is down
there’s a mermaid swimming in my marmalade and a hand grenade is floating in my lemonade
it’s evident i’m a resident of the fifth element
yet, it won’t be long before we all belong
who’s to say you’re right and who’s to say i’m wrong?

[bridge]
there is too much to touch, no such thing as reality
all in one equality, quality is all to me
we search for ways out of the circle maze
short cuts are made through the purple haze

[verse 5: ewol]
to coin a phrase, let it be set it free from the abyss that runs amiss inside your noodle
and you can make a masterpiece out of a doodle
the vibes are quite futile, you smile and create a cataclysm released
from realism feel ism in golden splendor and enjoy the brain bender
ode to a counsel of scoundrels who
[verse 6: yeti]
stagger standard slander asking why are fire breathing salamanders and their mumbo jumbo jumping
in a jubilant jamboree of jocular jabber blabbering blainted tainted teachings breeching decorum of the forum or, umm
i could let you comprehend the beginning never was and in the end it never ends

[chorus]
take me to another place, i prefer a slower pace, lost in sp_ce
take me to another place, i prefer a slower pace, lost in sp_ce
take me to another place, i prefer a slower pace, lost in sp_ce
take me to another place, i prefer a slower pace, lost in sp_ce

- prophets of rage deu

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