Turbid: Yes it?s Turbid and I like to reclaim freely, like tracks
of da pigeons in the air you don?t see me I?m a host of magical
illusions I be callin?vast amount of tibbits and intrusions
Croucho: I love this place It smells so good It puts me in A
sunset mood The skies pour down Like ice cream Listen to the
juice Of my light beam Snuggles: This the sun settin snuggles
Stepppin up Fill your hearts like a teddy bear Fizzy is my flow,
fuzzy is my wear Comin in layers of sugar and frost Sprad that
fluffy island dust Petticoat lady, pet the little bunny Runny
with the honey and I don?t need money Fresh lemonade and sugar
cane Melting on the palm of my hand Take you to the empty
pleasure land Chorus: Boowaboowaboowaboo Pet sound honey baby
Rubber soul runny Glowstick gravy Boowaboowaboowaboo Good luck
fot the ride Good luck for the ride Good luck for the ride That
beats your dusty ride , thats right chorus Croucho: Boil it down
Caramelize Make it soft for the ladies eyes Get down on the
croucho playground In the chicklet castle i?m a goon in a gown
Wizard: sun and moon go hand in hand Cryin tears of a puppet band
If there?s a fire, there?s a fireman Fun?s to be heard across the
land I do magical tricks Got a truckload full Lying on the beach
I get grabbed by the pull Of the mystery waters This one goes out
to all sons and daughters Turbid: I be wobbelin gobbelin, see dis
is da stardust-robbery Pleasure island, where you come from dis
is destillery of our minds our mission We be fishin?for da
loontoons rubbersoul spreadin? superstissiones Pit: The Beach and
the Shore, cut copy and paste Pitch mothafucka you know we got
taste Shhhhh ? that?s how we do it Shhhhh - ?s how we grow
doobidoo Chorus: Pet sound honey baby Rubber soul runny Glowstick
gravy chorus Bunny: After dark we get the glowsticks out
Phosphorise and dont worry about Nothin never and no mans Sellin
my muffins and charm in grams Hammerhead: Hold it, hold it [while
bunnys part] This is too sweet for me I like salt water on a
blood red reef I eat off the shores of the pleasure island
Hammerhead , meatpies for milesin my land Turbid We is a fluid
unit, ?n we is not going soon it?s mars to settle down, for da
stars da worlds a clown, down us is goin?as a firethrower showin
heat, yeah ourselves is the one in the end we?s gonna meet, yeah
I wish you a good luck?ah to store your nuts, to store your
fruits Whatever your boy whatever your mood?s like, we gonna keep
on hikin through your chemicals, whatever you say, your mind?s
cotrolled by my chemicals, of fills and skills over the hills and
shores we be spreadin? our dumbass thrills Chorus
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