Twenty-Three Lubed Up Schizophrenics With Delusions Of Grandeur Lyrics

Artist: The Locust
Album: Plague Soundscapes

Seemed like the right thing to do at the time
but Dr. quackenfish is in the driver's seat now.

Aesthetically pleased to the point of ambivalence.
Canadian bacon-y self-fulfilling prophecy
take the time to drown in your own spit

Yes. We are talking about you.

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