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Saturday, February 07, 2009 1:47:45 AM
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HACKS!!
Private Zoo
The Mountain
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Michael Jost
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On Monday, they took her through emergency
On Tuesday, she forgot her name
Come on Doctor, just a little more shock therapy,
and some Lidocaine.

If you dare to bare a child
Keep it safe, and tame the wild
Give it food to help it grow
Add your breath when candles glow
If you turn and leave it there
No more hand stokes brush the hair
No more sharing each other’s air
No more stories will you share.

When the witches dance, they dance around the sharp stones
Until the moon is full, you can’t resist their wicked pull
Enticing you to dance, with them around the sharp stones
Could this be our last chance to grow the seeds that we have sown.

I’m turning on this axis point
I twisted up a tainted joint
Now I’m seated all alone
I cannot think, I only moan
He is swine, and she’s his sow
Paradise is where they left me
Surrounded by a beauty I could never see
Let me be, I’d rather be alone.

When the witches dance, they dance around the sharp stones
Until the moon is full, you can’t resist their wicked pull
Enticing you to dance, with them around the sharp stones
Could this be our last chance to grow the seeds that we have sown.

[Bridge]

I can see straight through your mind
Are you repulsed by your own kind?
You can run, but you can’t hide, from me
I will find and put an end to you.
And it isn't for what you put me through
Because all along I always knew
It was either you or me.

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(Middle finger tequila shot bonus prizes
back on the tour bus, next stop, grand canyon)
Song Comments

HACKS!!
A young boy who comes into the possession of a magical talking flute. When he is kidnapped and taken off to Living Island by Witchiepoo, it is down to the Mayor... H.R. Puff 'n'stuff and his deputies Cling and Clang to save the day. But sadly, he's gonna become the monster to fight the monster, and oink like a piggy through it all. When the witches dance... they dance the polka, they do the hokey-pokey and turn themselves around, that's what evil is all about. Why mama..why? They're called breasts mama!!!!.................From 'GASLIGHT DISTRICTS SCENE'


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