Brave Bulging Buoyant Clairvoyants

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Come on we're young, we're young Yet we'll be dead as soon Come on we came, we came From our mother's womb to swoon Brave Bulging Buoyant Clairvoyants Brave Bulging Buoyant Clairvoyants Brave Bulging Buoyant Clairvoyants Brave Bulging Buoyant Clairvoyants Adopting this young spirit of sin To make the most, before we turn to ghost Before, old friend, life's just a means to an end To make the most, before we turn to ghost Swig the bottle, bottle Slap the face of Aristotle Race me, race me, race me, race me, race me In yer fourth and jalopy Brave Bulging Buoyant Clairvoyants Brave Bulging Buoyant Clairvoyants Brave Bulging Buoyant Clairvoyants Brave Bulging Buoyant Clairvoyants Adopting this young spirit of sin To make the most, before we turn to ghost Before, old friend, life's just a means to an end To make the most, before we turn to ghost My my my mother, she said 'you' My my my mother, she said 'you you don't delve in taboo' But mother my moribund will come when I'm through with taboo Brave Bulging Buoyant Clairvoyants Brave Bulging Buoyant Clairvoyants Brave Bulging Buoyant Clairvoyants Brave Bulging Buoyant Clairvoyants Adopting this young spirit of sin To make the most, before we turn to ghost Before, old friend, life's just a means to an end To make the most, before we turn to ghost That sink and pull in the guts That's this foolhardy flux
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