Founds total 14 songs
Systems Crash
Systems crash, systems crash. Chorus. Systems crash the universe. All emotions are flying. Systems crash the universe. All the systems are dying. . Are you watching us watch you?.
Surgical Focus
With surgical focus. She stared at me and said. "I'm willing to reach out into your head. And I will keep you and cleanse you". She glared at me and wept.
Subtle Gear Shifting
(I had trouble transcribing this song before I realized that it is total gibberish.). Business is leaving Pioneer Chambers. Young trackers in angles of jet-speed solar triangles.
Strumpet Eye
Strumpet eye, eye, eye. Draw below. Hey, she got me to go. . Every hand grabs. Every moment. Can I see you, strumpet eye?. . Strumpet eye. Dig a rare earth angel gone.
Striped White Jets
(R. Pollard). . Send in the striped white jets. In through stained glass ceilings, ah-sh-sh-sh-sh-sh-sh. Color them white or red. . Don't let anyone find out.
Stabbing A Star
Well meet the maid, she's likable. A tonic for the masses. Rubbing her ferocious fur. Like rockets through molasses. Jump for joy, it's all the boy. The only one we need.
Sheetkickers
Cover your eyes. The light is too bright. Your wise men, they tell you lies. And what's worse. They curse. But still. I love the bite. . Likes flies or maybe mothmen.
Sad If I Lost It
Catch me as an animal. And now gone kissing. But soon be missing home. And waving at waterfalls. Too strong not to mention. With tempting extentions unknown.
Subspace Biographies
Has there been a break today,. Stoned comedian Ringo?. Should I put the plates away?. Captain, are you sure theyre coming in?. . I am quail and quasar.
Steeple Of Knives
Im tired of you. This occasion rattled me a lot. We build our island towers high. . Will it fall on me?. A steeple of knives. Caught in core emotions rising.
Soul Train College Policeman
When she needs a public apology. Silence will do. Up in an ugly room everybody dances. . Soul train college policeman. Man, it's the age stars and stripes.
Showbiz Opera Walrus
Uncorking a fresh jug of Indian ripple. The road to excess is a time bomb. The kids in the back wipe snot on the tail. Of your silver tuxedo but still youll not fail.
Slick As Snails
Be drawn to what's wrong and believe everyone. Go ahead touch your nose & off you go up and run. . And now comes yet another. The next dose of real freedom.
Second Step Next Language
Second step next language. I selected it. Cant you see it in my eyes?. And Im a competent selector of lies. That will not help you. . Second step next language.
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