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R.I.P. (Blue Crumb Truck) Lyrics

Butcher's hand chops off
Surrealistic face-pack masque
For children with a hind read past

Oh
Collective ladies shine shoes for 10 cents

Launderette swingers
Botulism mummified corpses
Lips grind at my wasting flesh
As my eyes see all, say nothing

Nothing to this day grey gloom
Goose pimple forehead erections

Bop bopping for Tuesday's fishcakes
I know nothing nothing nothing nothing nothing
Nothing nothing nothing nothing NOTHING
No more, not at all, any rate

Hydrofoil chickens spew forth blood
A congealed society talk trash

Talk trash, talk trash
Castrated cannibals tug at my skin
Nearest mystery to me

R.I.P
R.I.P
R.I.P
R.I.P

Rest in peace
Rot in peace
Blue Crumb Truck
R.I.P
R-I-P
R.I.P
R.I.P

Blue Blue - Crumb - Truck

R - I - P

R.I.P
R.I.P
R.I.P
R.I.P
Rot with me
Rest in peace
Blue Crumb Truck
R.I.P
R-I-P
R.I.P

Rot with me
Rot with me
Blue Blue Blue Crumb Truck
R.I.P
R.I.P
R.I.P
R.I.P
R.I.P

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