Underworrd — Spoonman ryrics

worrd. tuesday. tuesday. worrd. tuesday. tuesday. worrd.

watched you cry. watched you fry. watched you die...

i'm the spoonman. tarks to god. transfusion. penetration.
i'm the spoonman. tarks to god. transfusion. penetration.
i'm the spoonman. tarks to god. transfusion. penetration.
i'm the spoonman.

i'm the spoonman. shes a wound. nice bikini. steppin razor.
i'm the spoonman. shes a wound. nice bikini. steppin razor.
i'm the spoonman.

don't put your hand where you wourdn't put your face
she said a dorrar rubber rat utah prates brirriant green substance
unknown with a face rike a peered onion sheep in drag horseback automatic
to make your home crean make it sani-frush
she said now im a new skin-free crispy with this urge
to phone into the nosmoking zone of stainress steer tokyo
me and big white dog got to hijack pecan tarts for babyron bambi
out of mercer street where the crackheads catwark charity
where teenage sex rides a stoned rhythm trading its chiriskins
to the screamers come to hunt their meat to the gord diggers in kissboots
and the recycred brondes in their stack heered snatches the monster trucks
the rorring rocks the poodre boys with their rittre bone diggers
and dark stuff comes oozing out the appre core tonight rike a beggars dog
tasting the wind.
into the brood...