Radio Apeshot Lyrics
Slow down came guts out blowing like a saxophone
Chopped his bowl of our turn again
Super lady
Heads turned down
Drooling bastards
In case they're never found
Radio ape shot
A fool caught down
Pretend it's stone groovy
Nothing like a tin crown
??? heat
God, it's nothing but a cap gun
Wipe those moody ghosts away
?? protection
?? mob squad
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His mind is filled with ??
But his hands are stone gray
Can't see anything better
The colds always get in the way
Find our communication severed
Over & over again