Your Mantel Disguised As A Psychic Sasquatch - The Locust
The chicken bit it the foreskin knew it
The sultry salesman worked
To keep his high heels on
Oh the doors are talking
Oh the sheets are stained
A fleshy bowl of nonsense says
Apparently a slut's been made
Why must the fortune teller
Always do the dirty work
The chicken bit it the foreskin knew it
The sultry salesman worked
Oh the doors are talking
Oh the sheets are stained
Can I touch your telepathic private parts
Why must the fortune teller
Always do the dirty work
It bit the chicken the skin foresaw it
And sultry heels worked
To keep the salesman high
Can I touch your telepathic private parts
