Monster Magnet Space Lord
Songwriters: Wyndorf, David;
I?ve been stuffed in your pocket for the last hundred days
When I don?t get my bath I take it out on the slaves
So grease up your baby for a ball on the hill
And polish them rockets now, and swallow those pills
And sing oh, space lord mother
Huh, uh huh
There?s a car in the field now in a column of flame
With it's two doors to choose but only one bears your name
You?ve been drinking my blood well I?ve been licking your wounds
Well, I'll shave off the pitch now in the scope of your tune
You?ll sing oh, space lord mother
Huh, yeah
I left my throne a million miles away
I drink from your tit
I sing your blues every day
Now give me the strength
To split the world in two, yeah
I ate all the rest and now I?ve gotta eat you
Well I sing
Built in my nightmares and using my name
You?re stroking my cortex and you know I?m insane
I?ve squeezed out in hump drive and I'm drownin? in love
Encompass them all to a position above
And sing oh, space lord mother
Yeah, oh yeah
I left my throne a million miles away
I drink from your tit
I sing your blues every day
Now give me the strength
To split the world in two, yeah
I ate all the rest and now I?ve gotta eat you
Well I sing space lord mother
Space lord mother, space lord mother
Space lord mother
I lost my soul when I fell to earth
My planets called me to the void of my birth
The time has come for me to kill this game
Now open wide and say my name
Space lord mother, space lord mother
Space lord mother, space lord mother
Space lord mother, space lord mother
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