Sunday, November 11, 2007

Hand Built By Robots - Newton Faulkner



It's hard to see the light
When the fridge door is closed
Top toe down the hall
open the door
and found out that god
is a small sausage roll
i fall and i crawl and break
and im dreaming of Avril Lavigne
devil eyes, short skirt, theighs
and im on my knees again

santa claus is green
hes not caffeine free
you want full fat
fill that limosine
i got____
___________
never stop tell me what i need

dont read directly into the sun
and the skybox is rotting your brain
your antigrity fill you up
nothing more that you can do sometimes
____
i turn off the tv
so i read a book about television
i put on my shoes me coat
my hat and try to leave the house
but its all to much coz the grass is so green
so i run back inside and i turn on the screen

hes green
hes not caffeine free
you want full fat
fill that limosine
i got____
___________
never stop tell me what i need


bla bla bli bloo la la dayo dayo

santa claus is green
hes not caffeine free
you want full fat
fill that limosine
i got____
___________
never stop tell me what i need

hes green
hes not caffeine free
you want full fat
fill that limosine
i got____
___________
never stop tell me what i need

hes green
hes not caffeine free
you want full fat
fill that limosine
i got____

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