CREEK OF BECOMMING, THE
THE HALVES BECOME ONE
LO BEHOLD A VAN
BELLIGERENT LIGHT FROM THE SUN
HE WHO HAS YET TO TOUCH A MAN
COASTERS PROTECT THE TABLE CLOTH
HAVEN'T I SUFFERED ENOUGH? (REPEAT X)
HEY WHAT'S UP, LOOK! A MOTH
YEAH BABY, THAT'S THE STUFF
THE HALVES BECOME ONE
LO BEHOLD A VAN
BELLIGERENT LIGHT FROM THE SUN
HE WHO HAS YET TO TOUCH A MAN
COASTERS PROTECT THE TABLE CLOTH
HAVEN'T I SUFFERED ENOUGH? (REPEAT X)
HEY WHAT'S UP, LOOK! A MOTH
YEAH BABY, THAT'S THE STUFF
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