Cover it up,
I know you got eyes,
you know you got
Well, everyone's talking 'bout what they know.
When tomorrow's where I
Woo-hoo!
Webs on our hands and webs on our toes
Lost all
Well, I've been kicked and beaten,
It don't bother me no
I was saying, let's go all for broke
You were saying,
Three, three.
Fly high.
No wings.
To show.
Show, show.
HEY!
Helicopters, look o
Little betty boop's been thinking it over
Kicking it around the
Whimsical, a pen in motion, thoughts roll in my mind,
scamper
I know your natural circuitry is so exciting
Your mother board
When Patrick took his dive
No time to stay alive
He rolled
I'm floating here from red to blue,
The spectrum in between.
Shifting
Slide against the fan, the room is clear,
Suddenly we have
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