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Incubus - Psychopsilocybin lyrics
Psychopsilocybin runnin' horny muther fucker Trippin on his shoelace, searchin for the hairy sucker He dont need no funny money, his love is all his power Half-naked and full witted, and two weeks less a shower Psilocybin, muther fucker Psilocybin, oh... Psychopsilocybin Psychopsilocybin Psychopsilocybin You'll see me, I'll be there With my nose in the grass One for me, one for you Two for me, one for you Three for me, one for you End of the sack, now the fungi's they are bloom, yeh Cut, go Oh... all the colors, here, wow... Cut, go Psychopsilocybin runnin' horny muther fucker Trippin on his shoelace, searchin for the hairy sucker He dont need no funny money, 'cause his love is all his power Half-naked and full witted and two weeks less a shower Who is in his sofa, back you tell him what's a locker He is a psychopsilocybin, runnin' horny muther fucker Cut, go Yeah... all the colors, here, wow... Cut, go Psychopsilocybin Psychopsilocybin Psychopsilocybin Awl |
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