Smirk The Godblender Lyrics
| Song | Smirk The Godblender |
| Artist | Thought Industry |
| Album | Mods Carve The Pig: Assassins, Toads, And God's Flesh |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Christopher Lee/Brent Oberlin/Paul Enzio/Dustin Donaldson | |
| Rot disease doc cowers sly. | |
| Bigot's digest blacklist trade. | |
| Homophobic? | |
| Barb's pro-life? | |
| Fist happy conservative. | |
| White gold home shopping cross. | |
| Vinyl infant nailed | |
| Jesus style. | |
| Huddled ignorant cult of chumps sobbing. | |
| Himmler cops sip raisin rum. | |
| Christmas eve. | |
| December bliss. | |
| Tossed balloons of santa paint splash lovell and south rose. | |
| Watch grandma's swastika taunt dad's foundation walls. | |
| She expressed ice nerve and speech, and they know | |
| I'm more left than right. | |
| Burn the country clubs. | |
| Rich white man. | |
| Scared white man. | |
| This is me, face turned wry. | |
| Snow. Electric my passion punch. | |
| Sheep test the artichoke. | |
| Kill liddy. | |
| Love Stanley | |
| III. Days of height and | |
| Milbrook house; and | |
| I wonder of | |
| April 16th? | |
| Wavy gravy and | |
| Ram Das. And | |
| I'm reading the oracle, and | |
| I'm feeling more god than straight. | |
| Burned beneath the lids. | |
| Hoffman's here. | |
| Krassner's there. | |
| Kids will play. | |
| Load Jim's .44 behind the | |
| ATM. Await | |
| Mercedes Benz. | |
| Sugar man behind the wheel. | |
| Shoving cocked piece to his cheek. | |
| Have him pull his max in green | |
| George called it "War on Drugs", but | |
| I call it "War on Love." | |
| War on all my friends. | |
| Leave us free to choose and be. | |
| This is me. | |
| Rubbed in shit. | |
| Old shoes. | |
| Huge clue. [II) Who Took My Holiday Inn Bible?] | |
| Protestants. | |
| Catholics. | |
| Jews. Islam. | |
| Baptists. | |
| Lutherans. | |
| Mormons. Orthodoxy. | |
| Christian science. | |
| Jehovah's witness. | |
| Methodists. | |
| Episcopalians are falling down. | |
| Blend it, religions crime. | |
| Grind it, religion dies. [III) I'd Rather Hide Than Be Dead, But I'd Rather Be Dead Than Dumb] | |
| Humpback slitting sicily. | |
| Exxon glaze. | |
| Ramming japs. | |
| Blood gushing raw blowhole. | |
| Crone whale lambasting death. | |
| Sand scraped and forcible shored. | |
| Metaphor lays mucked and dies. | |
| I laugh, "I know what she's doing. She's choosing her final time. Hemingway Like grave. What is land is lost at sea." | |
| This is me. | |
| Face torn blind. | |
| Ribs cracked. | |
| Tongue lost. |
| zuo qu : Christopher Lee Brent Oberlin Paul Enzio Dustin Donaldson | |
| Rot disease doc cowers sly. | |
| Bigot' s digest blacklist trade. | |
| Homophobic? | |
| Barb' s prolife? | |
| Fist happy conservative. | |
| White gold home shopping cross. | |
| Vinyl infant nailed | |
| Jesus style. | |
| Huddled ignorant cult of chumps sobbing. | |
| Himmler cops sip raisin rum. | |
| Christmas eve. | |
| December bliss. | |
| Tossed balloons of santa paint splash lovell and south rose. | |
| Watch grandma' s swastika taunt dad' s foundation walls. | |
| She expressed ice nerve and speech, and they know | |
| I' m more left than right. | |
| Burn the country clubs. | |
| Rich white man. | |
| Scared white man. | |
| This is me, face turned wry. | |
| Snow. Electric my passion punch. | |
| Sheep test the artichoke. | |
| Kill liddy. | |
| Love Stanley | |
| III. Days of height and | |
| Milbrook house and | |
| I wonder of | |
| April 16th? | |
| Wavy gravy and | |
| Ram Das. And | |
| I' m reading the oracle, and | |
| I' m feeling more god than straight. | |
| Burned beneath the lids. | |
| Hoffman' s here. | |
| Krassner' s there. | |
| Kids will play. | |
| Load Jim' s . 44 behind the | |
| ATM. Await | |
| Mercedes Benz. | |
| Sugar man behind the wheel. | |
| Shoving cocked piece to his cheek. | |
| Have him pull his max in green | |
| George called it " War on Drugs", but | |
| I call it " War on Love." | |
| War on all my friends. | |
| Leave us free to choose and be. | |
| This is me. | |
| Rubbed in shit. | |
| Old shoes. | |
| Huge clue. II Who Took My Holiday Inn Bible? | |
| Protestants. | |
| Catholics. | |
| Jews. Islam. | |
| Baptists. | |
| Lutherans. | |
| Mormons. Orthodoxy. | |
| Christian science. | |
| Jehovah' s witness. | |
| Methodists. | |
| Episcopalians are falling down. | |
| Blend it, religions crime. | |
| Grind it, religion dies. III I' d Rather Hide Than Be Dead, But I' d Rather Be Dead Than Dumb | |
| Humpback slitting sicily. | |
| Exxon glaze. | |
| Ramming japs. | |
| Blood gushing raw blowhole. | |
| Crone whale lambasting death. | |
| Sand scraped and forcible shored. | |
| Metaphor lays mucked and dies. | |
| I laugh, " I know what she' s doing. She' s choosing her final time. Hemingway Like grave. What is land is lost at sea." | |
| This is me. | |
| Face torn blind. | |
| Ribs cracked. | |
| Tongue lost. |
| zuò qǔ : Christopher Lee Brent Oberlin Paul Enzio Dustin Donaldson | |
| Rot disease doc cowers sly. | |
| Bigot' s digest blacklist trade. | |
| Homophobic? | |
| Barb' s prolife? | |
| Fist happy conservative. | |
| White gold home shopping cross. | |
| Vinyl infant nailed | |
| Jesus style. | |
| Huddled ignorant cult of chumps sobbing. | |
| Himmler cops sip raisin rum. | |
| Christmas eve. | |
| December bliss. | |
| Tossed balloons of santa paint splash lovell and south rose. | |
| Watch grandma' s swastika taunt dad' s foundation walls. | |
| She expressed ice nerve and speech, and they know | |
| I' m more left than right. | |
| Burn the country clubs. | |
| Rich white man. | |
| Scared white man. | |
| This is me, face turned wry. | |
| Snow. Electric my passion punch. | |
| Sheep test the artichoke. | |
| Kill liddy. | |
| Love Stanley | |
| III. Days of height and | |
| Milbrook house and | |
| I wonder of | |
| April 16th? | |
| Wavy gravy and | |
| Ram Das. And | |
| I' m reading the oracle, and | |
| I' m feeling more god than straight. | |
| Burned beneath the lids. | |
| Hoffman' s here. | |
| Krassner' s there. | |
| Kids will play. | |
| Load Jim' s . 44 behind the | |
| ATM. Await | |
| Mercedes Benz. | |
| Sugar man behind the wheel. | |
| Shoving cocked piece to his cheek. | |
| Have him pull his max in green | |
| George called it " War on Drugs", but | |
| I call it " War on Love." | |
| War on all my friends. | |
| Leave us free to choose and be. | |
| This is me. | |
| Rubbed in shit. | |
| Old shoes. | |
| Huge clue. II Who Took My Holiday Inn Bible? | |
| Protestants. | |
| Catholics. | |
| Jews. Islam. | |
| Baptists. | |
| Lutherans. | |
| Mormons. Orthodoxy. | |
| Christian science. | |
| Jehovah' s witness. | |
| Methodists. | |
| Episcopalians are falling down. | |
| Blend it, religions crime. | |
| Grind it, religion dies. III I' d Rather Hide Than Be Dead, But I' d Rather Be Dead Than Dumb | |
| Humpback slitting sicily. | |
| Exxon glaze. | |
| Ramming japs. | |
| Blood gushing raw blowhole. | |
| Crone whale lambasting death. | |
| Sand scraped and forcible shored. | |
| Metaphor lays mucked and dies. | |
| I laugh, " I know what she' s doing. She' s choosing her final time. Hemingway Like grave. What is land is lost at sea." | |
| This is me. | |
| Face torn blind. | |
| Ribs cracked. | |
| Tongue lost. |
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