God and Pussy. Objects of desire and ill repute.
Some'd rather seek up high, than dig and grind
that inner truth. The angel of my eye a bit too fly
to substitute with any other form than the messiah's.
Black Maria, mother ship, grandmother moon
and sea. The wave and form of beauty born
of Eden's apple tree. And every single atom
stands erect and prays to be the follower she
offers sweet communion.
Holy union. Let me see you wind it, just like
that. Move your hips from side to side. Come
forward, push it back. Let me know firsthand
the land of glory that I lack. I surrender all to
you if you'll surrender back.
Holy crap. Where'd you learn to squeeze it
tight and then move it slow enough for me
to question everything? You slowly start to
tremble. Heaven's walls begin to sing.
Tsunami ever after. Cosmic slop on everything.
Some'd rather seek up high, than dig and grind
that inner truth. The angel of my eye a bit too fly
to substitute with any other form than the messiah's.
Black Maria, mother ship, grandmother moon
and sea. The wave and form of beauty born
of Eden's apple tree. And every single atom
stands erect and prays to be the follower she
offers sweet communion.
Holy union. Let me see you wind it, just like
that. Move your hips from side to side. Come
forward, push it back. Let me know firsthand
the land of glory that I lack. I surrender all to
you if you'll surrender back.
Holy crap. Where'd you learn to squeeze it
tight and then move it slow enough for me
to question everything? You slowly start to
tremble. Heaven's walls begin to sing.
Tsunami ever after. Cosmic slop on everything.
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