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Because Bomb Sniffing Dogs Don't Work Underwater! Lyrics

This just in a man made ship made of men has landed
Treasure here sucking a bathtub
Reporters tell of mischievous sanctions of typical bull syndrome
Causing two toned facial pans of needle green orpheum
In a pale sheep monster of gray recluse
Staring at the back of your head in the mirror
Face forward
With your lips sewn to the carpet and ankles glued
Drink of the fist ignore your brother, c** inside the womb
Bathing in the sun between her double chin
Beware of table cloth ghosts
They are you,
We are they
Because bomb sniffing dogs don't work underwater
Why did my boat explode?
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