Blue Turk

I'm lazy, you know it
I'm ready for the second show
Amazin' thing growin'
Just waitin' for the juice to flowYou're so very picturesque
You're so very cold
Tastes like roses on your breath
But graveyards on your soulI'm hurtin', I'm wantin'
I'm achin' for another go
You're squirmin' wet, baby
Nothin' bad comin' very slow
And it's burnin' holes in meYou're so very picturesque
You're so very cold
It tastes like roses on your breath
But graveyards on your soulOne spastic explosion
Two pressure cookers go insane
It makes me act crazy
I shiver but I love this gameYou're so very ordinary
You're so very lame
Tastes like whiskey on your lips
And earthworms rule your brain