He Moa Kane (ancient Hawaiian riddle) Above is red - below is red Hear the ringing voice... A strutting rooster
The bursting balloon cocktails are soon Young glands young flesh invade the room A sardonic mood, ugh... Watch the rich fatty eating raw fish With avid
All writhing in a tub Panoramic banana A passion fruit samba Pale skin is itching - a tropical fever Gecko Creatures crawl and creatures call All creatures
Kula ula ula poni Alani melemele polu Akala oma oma o Come to the festival of colours Celebrate the festival of colours Shake your serpent thrashing
The ice house preserves With incestuous flowers Their nightly perfume overpowers me The stamens kiss Entwined devouring The heart will melt whilst the
The dawning is over The morning is over And I can't look into your eyes A cold November morning A shivering new dawning I watched your energy slide It
Kiss the girl - Kiss the girl Hands across the steering wheel Caress the shiny vinyl feel Don't you miss the girl? Miss the girl? Seduced reflection
truly terrible inside It's a beast He's got fangs Razor sharp ones Massive paws Killer claws for the feast
:] Get Em. [Ace Hood:] Mo money mo problems They Holla I get em I got em I'm bout a da bougaties The beasts that I feasts of the bottom Youngens they
lambswool under my naked feet. The wool is soft and warm, -gives off some kind of heat. A salamander scurries into flame to be destroyed. Imaginary creatures
lambswool under my naked feet The wool is soft and warm Gives off some kind of heat A salamander scurries into flame to be destroyed Imaginary creatures
kill the unborn in the womb. The blind men shout "Let the creatures out We'll show the unbelievers." The napalm screams of human flames Of a prime time Belsen feast
kill the unborn in the womb. The blind men shout "Let the creatures out We'll show the unbeliverers." The napalm screams of human flames Of a prime time Belsen feast
the unborn in the womb. The blind men shout let the creatures out We'll show the unbelievers, The Napalm screams of human flames Of a prime time Belsen feast
kill the unborn in the womb. The blind men shout let the creatures out We'll show the unbelievers The napalm screams of human flames Of a prime time Belsen feast
