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Three backmasked "Babes in Toyland" songs on the same album

Von: macchendra@yahoo.com [Profil]
Datum: 13.01.2009 03:45
Message-ID: <2cf385b0-912c-4337-bb8e-3ebcdd2648cb@o40g2000prn.googlegroups.com>
Newsgroup: alt.rock-n-roll
"Hello"
Anihil, anihil, yeah you, we, whoa!

Hush! Hush! Hush!
Aw shit!

We should see,
but out are all our eyes.

...see...

Oh!

I love, I know of...
Psi and save us, judger!

Oh I pray, yeah: Yoo hoo!

"Stout." said she, Lord Maya.
Spaying our souls: unmaya.

I love, I know of that Satan.
Shouldn't

To all that I yoo hoo: I love!

You should Psi, stunning eye!

You clothed him wrong, my "Sun" eye.

I love, I know of that Satan.
Shouldn't

To all that I yoo hoo: I love!

One of ever-clean even ain't!
Who got the key? Why?
My "Sun" eye.


---

"Killer on the Road"

Oh!  I bet I could lose my head!
He warned himself!
Might as well have killed her hisself!

My grim reaper.

Flyin' us to say:
"All mine, all mine, all mine!"

You're a seller.  We'll need one.
Flyin' is what happened. My, oh my, oh my.

Flyin' is for one-eye's.  Listen!
Flyin' hurts us.  Oh my, oh my, oh my.

Psi!  Earth-bound frog-eater!
Smell the nectar!
But it will hurt you!

You more ill.
You more heathen, more.
You more ill.
You more heathen, more.

"I need nothing!":
my point-at-me poison.
How I live in sin!
You're passin' me poison.

Hey you could eat now.
I mean, all these oiled asses.
Goodies 'n ass, bought on the ill list.
I am easy like this.

(I am waiting on this, look much later...)

"How do you like this, baby?"
No, he didn't lose any sleep.

You're more ill.
Even more heathen, more.
You're more and more ill.
Even more heathen, more.

"I need nothing!":
me poison, me poison.

"I need nothing!":
me poison, me poison.
How I'll live by sin!
You're passin' me poison.

Hear any souls tonight? Anyone?
Go on! Angel leaves. Daddy's woe!
My mystery: my head, my hat.

I know who you're for:
Us, Nicholas!

You could fake loyalty...
That's us now though.


---

"deep song"

Nigh him, him who all love.
His night, I'll even more love.
Night only!  Rape us evil!
Night said not who's for her vein.

For but what never had:
For one act: believers.
For one act: who's for her vein.

Him work after.
He risks that.
He, evil, same.

Oh, anymore, yeah...
Hey, I wouldn't know.
I speak! How?

He must get said near is a-how.

Night said: "Now who is?"
Night, nip my horns ere they...
Night, leave all alone Israel, for all.

How "I am" 's not "Ra" "I am" gettin loose.
How it now melt all acts who it'll with.
How flayed night: it day!

How acts this backwards night?
How act the really hard up?
How we love night!  Fear love!

Near the night,
his evening on, say this:
"Me not was there!"

Night will mold.
Hear me peeling off.
See me barefoot, Del.
Steer solo act, sir!
It's dead 's in what state.

Him getting noir.
Hold ash and what'll it call?
He need not say:
fear give him all.




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