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Vermillion Lies - Circus Fish lyrics
I’ll cook you up some lobster bisque I wanna smoke you like a fish You smell like kelp I think it’s hot I’m gonna stick you in my pot It’s true you are my fish fillet I’ll fry you up with some frisee You are just like my garden trowel I don’t know what to rhyme with trowel I’ll stick you deep down in the dirt and you can laugh when it hurts (Maniacal laughter-every musician) and then you’ll flower from your stem they want to pluck you, I know them. I’m going to wring you like a sponge I’ll clean my floor with your tongue You dry the dishes oh so nice You dirty rag, let’s do it twice (Three times! Four!) And now let’s shine the silverware You’re tired, hungry? I don’t care. And when I’m done with your service I’m gonna sell you to the circus I’ll come and visit in a week You’ll make a nice circus freak That’s what my mother said to me She never came to visit That’s why I wrote this song. |
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