Capsule Songtext
von Bloem de Ligny
Capsule Songtext
Bloem
Yes and I can see a lick
Of gold traveling
I know it is a sugarbeam
It suckles me inside like a capsule
It is traveling inside you are pink intestines guts
And wandering around as if the goon was made of gum
Bloem & Les Claypool
Spider, spider, spider
Les Claypool
Moan mister molecule is driving his tomatostick
And I can′t find my gun
No I can't find my gun
He′s eating all my vegetables
I wish that I could make him splash
But I can't find my gun!
No I can't find my gun
Bloem
Scratchy makes me paranoid
I know he is a liar
And he makes me want to fuck with him
As if he was the sun from every seed
We must be watching him
His graces are too big
And I don′t know what I should do with him
I think he is too big
Bloem & Les Claypool
Spider, spider, spider
Les Claypool
Moan mister molecule is driving his tomatostick
And I can′t find my gun!
No I can't find my gun
He′s eating all my vegetables
I wish that I could make him splash!
But I can't find my gun!
No I can′t find my gun
Bloem & Les Claypool
Moan mister molecule is driving his tomatostick
And I can't find my gun
No I can′t find my gun
He's eating all my vegetables
I wish that I could make him splash
But I can't find my gun!
No I can′t find my gun
Bloem
Master hisss don′t frame me
I I, I, I don't want to lose you with
Your tongue you can embrace me
Every time you feel the urge
Don′t forget to drive the Rosafund
Calypso says
Bloem & Les Claypool
'I look like Albert Sexamonia′
Bloem
I think she speaks the truth
Yes and I can see a lick
Of gold traveling
I know it is a sugarbeam
It suckles me inside like a capsule
It is traveling inside you are pink intestines guts
And wandering around as if the goon was made of gum
Bloem & Les Claypool
Spider, spider, spider
Les Claypool
Moan mister molecule is driving his tomatostick
And I can′t find my gun
No I can't find my gun
He′s eating all my vegetables
I wish that I could make him splash
But I can't find my gun!
No I can't find my gun
Bloem
Scratchy makes me paranoid
I know he is a liar
And he makes me want to fuck with him
As if he was the sun from every seed
We must be watching him
His graces are too big
And I don′t know what I should do with him
I think he is too big
Bloem & Les Claypool
Spider, spider, spider
Les Claypool
Moan mister molecule is driving his tomatostick
And I can′t find my gun!
No I can't find my gun
He′s eating all my vegetables
I wish that I could make him splash!
But I can't find my gun!
No I can′t find my gun
Bloem & Les Claypool
Moan mister molecule is driving his tomatostick
And I can't find my gun
No I can′t find my gun
He's eating all my vegetables
I wish that I could make him splash
But I can't find my gun!
No I can′t find my gun
Bloem
Master hisss don′t frame me
I I, I, I don't want to lose you with
Your tongue you can embrace me
Every time you feel the urge
Don′t forget to drive the Rosafund
Calypso says
Bloem & Les Claypool
'I look like Albert Sexamonia′
Bloem
I think she speaks the truth
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