At the Helm of Hells Ships

Lyrics
[Spoken] Cat's eyes Circle the globe on protruding white stalks Dancers with green trays, baskets Snakes slither and probe A bridge of dog size A bench, a chair She's so fine that naked lady of mine Slight turn in repose The lings out on the moan The churbs so small A chorus of fogs step on into streets Of forest greens, lanes [Chorus] We all walk in the straight line Nice and tight We all walk in a straight line Nice and tight [Spoken] Elvis bleeds from the eyes Madonnas light up the skies Kneel before the potato And kiss the forehand of Siva Sunset and Vine [Chorus] Walk in the straight line With my knee on My knee on Walk in the straight line Nice and tight [Spoken] Jesus t-shirts Airport chieftains Blow-dried smiles Nothing is sacred No one is safe Whispers of secrets walk Through these streets where my lady lies Sacredness [Chorus] Walkin with my knee on Knee on Walkin the straight line Nice and tight [Spoken] Human chases at their Jesse Helms Guiding the gnomes and Their clone children, the king's dominion Here, kitty, kitty Here, kitty, kitty [Outro] With my knee on
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