I Hurtle Back To A Conservative Locker Lyrics
Cushioned, my hair, returns to a modest helmet
But always rough ridden with new hidden rents and tears
Inside is my toxic Bohemia, and nightly its rotten circus, tours its fetid underground, which is fairly enormous
I feel I must be a sad nazi somehow
I feel I must be a sad nazi somehow
I see young mother nature, and I want to defrock her
I hurtle back, to a conservative locker
With pictures of Marine and Rand and Lady Thatcher
Blu-tacked to the door of my tinny dream catcher
I hurtle back, to a conservative locker
And sleep the sleep, of a stone cold winner
All of my emails are from Russian females
They put me in mind
Put me in a hard soul kind
Of heart murmur
I get firmer when I give them my replies
None of my emails are from Asian shemales
If you will be mine
I will love you long time
If you will be mine
I will love you a long time
I hurtle back, to a conservative locker
I need an alpha, I need a beta blocker
All the booze and fags in the world
My playground keeps increasing
I hear death cries from the night skies
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I don’t care what little lives are ceasing
I feel I must’ve arrived
At the end of the race
Nobody can keep up with this alien pace
I feel I must’ve arrived at the end of the race
Nobody can keep up
Nobody can keep up
I hurtle back, to a conservative locker
I see young mother nature
And I want to defrock her
If you will be mine
If you will be mine
If you will be mine
Opiano opiano opiano so divine
