the centre of the galaxy, Alchemy Spirits soul my commitmentSo that's efficient, receive nine dimensions Of cosmic expansion exquisitely Philadelphian church, chosen city
situation mix city quick but your honorable a lot doors to the monks blood thirsty barracuda serpents and report on powers of devil treatment church
how the city folk and mole people connect Somebody warp the message right I'll pass it to the next Now the perforated county's making you upset Harvest
socks for your pay Farmer Brown had always dreamed of city lights Mini skirts on pretty girls were in his sights So one early morn he left his corn to harvest
you want to be a harvester of light But the soil only turns under the moon's shitty story? There may be churches burning down next year If I'm a city
the city-folk and mole-people connect-nect Somebody warped the message, tried to pass it to the next next Data-perforated counties making you upset-set Harvest
only a change of plan? Dream up, dream up, let me fill your cup, With the promise of a man Will I see you give more than I can take? Will I only harvest
how the city-folk and mole-people connect-nect Somebody warped the message, tried to pass it to the next next Data-perforated counties making you upset-set Harvest
