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Gonna talk in first and third person
I know its weird but you gotta when you’re versing
Double Ya D’s gonna show you how it is alright
Squeeze you butt checks enjoy the show and hold on tight
Slap me hard I don’t ever think we’ll be awake
We’re in a parallel dimension full a cheesecake
Everybody’s got their own commercial now
Seems as though that’s the only way we know how
No room for the crappy happy slappy chappy
Just fake boobs face-lifts and sugar pappies
Dried old prune face stretched beyond imagine
Looking like a killer clown who’s a has been
Make this a time of love
Of love
Of Passion and love
Of love
Sounds as though I got a beefing with commercialism
Wait till I get started on elitism
Are you selling music or are you selling fashion
Don’t choke when you’re integrity is cashed in
Make this a time of love
Of love
Of Passion and love
Of love
Double Ya D’s gonna slip it in sideways
That’s the way it’s gotta be in these troubled days
Time to look beyond horizons
Reach for creative highs in inventions
Make this a time of love
Of love
Of Passion and love
Of love
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I got a similar life to you
You got a similar life to me
I got a similar life to her
You got a similar life to her
I got a similar vibe to you
You got a similar vibe to me
I got a similar vibe to her
You got a similar vibe to her
Let’s eat and then let’s fight
I’m thinking similar thoughts to you
You’re thinking similar thoughts to me
Is she thinking thoughts of you
Or is she thinking thoughts of me
Let’s eat and then let’s fight
I got a similar plan to you
You got a similar plan to me
Your plan involves asking her
My plan involves asking her
Let’s eat and then let’s fight
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I wish I was on a floating cloud
With magic running through my veins
I’d like to take you for a ride
We could go to Antarctica
Let’s go
Let’s build a palace in an iceberg
We’d be free there with the penguins
Let’s build a palace in an iceberg
We’d be free there with the penguins
Build a palace in the ice and we’d be free
We could catch some fish for tea
I could magic up some tiramisu
We would live and eat like kings
Living in Antarctica
Let’s go
Let’s build a palace in an iceberg
We’d be free there with the penguins
Let’s build a palace in an iceberg
We’d be free there with the penguins
Build a palace in the ice and we’d be free
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There’s this old farmer Joe he’s a frosty fellow
Tends to his flock keeps to himself ‘round the clock
He lives at the foot of the hills the Tararua hills
West of Carterton is where this folk tales begun
In the dead of night Joe wakes with a fright
A disturbance he hears something attacking his flock he fears
His mind runs on full as he loads his rifle
Heads for the hills in search of a kill
He finds an atrocious scene with bones picked clean
His rage it flares he has to sort these affairs
Up through the goat track Joe comes to a shack
Where a new neighbour resides dark and mysterious he hides
Peter Stumpp is his name from a town is Europe he came
Joe knocks at the door a bright moon beams galore
Strange sounds he hears from inside the shack he swears
Joe bursts through the door not knowing what’s in store
Movements are quick farmer Joe feels sick
As he runs for his life looks as though he’s been cut by a knife
He knows this not true maybe something escaped from a zoo
He can’t be sure his eyesights to poor
And in that darkened shack what was that
Wolf Fight Tonight!
Joe falls to his knees asks “God save me please”
He feels the devil in his veins now off come the chains
The wolf is coming out of that there is no doubt
Wolf Fight Tonight!
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Goddess of Love
03:16
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She gave birth to lover and son
Half man half animal
She is both death and life
Hecate Selene Diana
Hecate Selene Diana
Hecate Selene
She’s the goddess of love
She’s the goddess of all things
She’s the goddess of love
And I feel her in everything
She’s the ruler of the tides
Waning waxing of the moon
Touch the earth she vibrates through
The moon the sky the soul
She is both death and life
Hecate Selene Diana
Hecate Selene Diana
Hecate Selene
She’s the goddess of love
She’s the goddess of all things
She’s the goddess of love
And I feel her in everything
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