Can I take you on the train?
Can we be the only ones?
I don't need to stuff you down a throat.
I don't wanna splice our love
like some cookie-cutter motherfucker.
There's gold-plated tonsils
in a windmill.
They can tilt it for all I care.
I just wanna lick your greasy fingerprints.
Can we feel some passion?
Can it be uncompromised?
I don't need to turn you into stone.
I don't wanna be
a Gnasty Gnasty Gnorc.
There's gold-plated tonsils
in a windmill.
They can tilt it for all I care.
I just wanna lick your greasy fingers.
If you bled like a paint brush,
I think I'd strum like I gave a shit.
We'd be just like Mr Balter,
dancing around those ugly windmills.
There's gold-plated tonsils
in a windmill.
They can tilt it for all I care.
I just wanna lick your greasy fingers,
wanna suck your greasy fingerprints.
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