She deals in layers of beats,
She shits where she eats,
She marchers her detractors towards all kinds of defeat,
She's a form of final fantasy,
While Mother Nature runs delete,
She does all of her spacewalking in those designer German jeans,
Through the static I hear some talking, but I don't know what it means,
We'll jump from stone to stone like a rabbit,
Find a new exciting world to inhabit,
But we're still in the atmosphere,
of this one,
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Aurora Borealis and the lights are low,
Who will save the people in the towns below,
Amongst all the Cialis there's ribbon and bow,
On the ashes of the people in the towns below,
I couldn't feel the radiation,
But lord I feel the pain,
A thousand miles away from irrigation,
Our government issued rain,
They said the senses you need most,
Will be the first to go,
But as long as I live to smell your roast,
And patronise your sarangelo,
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We'll act as if what happened never happened,
But as they light the cannon you'd be wise to strap in
Cause you've never had a ride as bumpy as this one
Aurora Borealis and the lights are low,
Who will save the people in the towns below,
Amongst all the Cialis there's ribbon and bow,
On the ashes of the people in the towns below,
I know if you can do six, if you can do for,
My friend don't you know it's just a little bit more
Taurus awaits his matador,
While mother nature locks the door,
Because when your life becomes spacewalking,
there's no longer any ups or downs,
There's just the hazy memories,
Of what we used to call home towns,
Lets never look back lest we become
Another pillar of suffer to the captains rum,
And you've never had a destiny as dark as this one,
Aurora Borealis and the lights are low,
Who will save the people in the towns below,
Amongst all the Cialis there's ribbon and bow,
On the ashes of the people in the towns below,
Thanks for playing, points for trying,
And if you're standing still,
You're on you're way to dying.
Artist: Scott Weiland
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