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In the morning, I'm the sun
In the evening, I walk on three legs
I've time to kill some people as well
I've got a riddle that's giving me hell
Said you were young, said you were young
Said it was heaven just to breathe your air
But you haven't traveled until you've unraveled
My taste test triangle tangle tango
I can learn to live without my arms
(Cashing foreign currencies)
I can learn to live without my arms
Drunk as a judge
I spent my desire in the wood
I've blood to spill and tale to tell
I've got a rhythm that comes from hell
Said you were smart, said you were smart
Said it would just take a day of your time
But you haven't traveled until you've unraveled my
Taste test triangle tangle tango
I can learn to live without my arms
(Cashing foreign currencies)
I can learn to live without my arms
Raiders of the Lost Ark meet the Sphinx
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- Miscellaneous
- Cuisine
- Rotund For Success
- Bad Mood Guy
- Come Visit The Big Bigot
- City Slab Horror
- Dead Eyes Open
- Strecher
- Since The Accident
- Petrol
- Propellor
- Greater Reward
- The Big Bigot + Propellor
- Bulkhead Plus
- Bulkhead
- Industrial: Music of the Shadows, Volume 3
- Come Visit The Big Bigot with Dead Eyes Opened
- Gigapus
- Dancemachine: The Best of Hitmachine Dance
- Twister + Retread