Welcome, dear listener, are you comfortable?
Put your feet up, close your eyes, let your senses dull
Floating like a beach ball, wearing cordless phones
Let the tide take you, groove to the mellow tones, groovy
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Happiness In Slavery lyrics

slave screams he thinks he knows what he wants
slave screams thinks he has something to say
slave screams he hears bu
hed the intro? ah, but I digress
Do you ever get that feeling your "not so fresh?"
Do you hang out nights at the launderette?
Dreaming of the cure for stubborn stains?
Wanna climb into the big machine?
Wonder how it feels getting really clean?
Chorus:
What Day Is It lyrics

[Brak]
What day is it?
Could you please tell me?
What day is it?
I'm confused you see
Is it Su
I know you know more than what you're coming clean for
God is skin on mohair
Just admit you itch there
Shift to the left, shift to the right, fidget,
Lock knees, cough, cough, fidget,
Don't scratch, don't break out in a sweat
Are we feeling comfortable
Times Wastin' lyrics

Verse one
You can't even picture tho'
examples, and shit ya wrote
I run up on ya faggot ass fa
 yet?
Ever sweat bullets at the sight of blood?
Ever drag a half-ton cross through spit and mud?
Wouldn't want to plan too far ahead
Wouldn't  want to dwell on what's beyond
Pondering death is a dirty biz
Makes you wonder when your appointment is