Don't know why that there is blood on the ceiling,
Automatic hand dryer feeling.
Fire hose and a splattered nose,
An eighth of a plastic watch I suppose.
Sixteen year olds pass their exams,
So they to forbidden lands.
Don't let me walk all over you,
It's something I don't like to do.
I saw you in the Roman Zoo,
Helicopters were there too.
Don't let me walk all over,
Blok Rokkin Whizz Kidz Babiez Thingz.
It's wonderful to see a crowd that appreciates,
Such a special, special horse, that's great.
I was looking at that guy's bonsai,
Take your guy and poke him in the eye.
Sparkling synthpop with an emphasis on high-wattage chords and the kind of melodies that burrow themselves deep in the brain. Bandcamp New & Notable Dec 1, 2023