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Ice God of Hungary

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The guy that sat on his potato put his socks around his neck Oh even I will touch the junk; It was the dog who bit me for the burger meat I got bit (Cold Shrimp) I gotta find my sticks (Yeah Baby) Frightened nipple, Frightened nipple The Ice God of Hungary, sailed across the sea to become a deity And while the doctor played his flute The captain sailed the crew Through the Strait of Avalon Ice God of Hungary said "these souls are mine" Ice God said "bend a knee or be blown away" "I don't mess around, get your back to the sky and your face to the ground" Ground, ground Baby capricorns and cinnamon sins Like a cherry dove he sang a song "la la la la la la la la" And the fires danced all night (Cold shrimp) Go find my sticks (Yeah, baby) Frightened nipple. Frightened nipple The Ice God of Hungary Sailed across the sea To become a deity And then the hammer that he forged In flames of red and orange Came down in perfect symmetry Ice God of Hungary said "these souls are mine" Ice God said "bend a knee or be blown away" "I don't mess around, get your back to the sky and your face to the ground" Ground, ground Till your shoulders start to burn from the dedication Looking like an effigy 'cause the God said go Blood was not part of the prophecy Still the snow had turned to pink (Daylight, daylight, there's no daylight, daylight) Then the Ice God came across the sea Made his way to Hungary (where was the sun?) Daylight, daylight, there's no daylight The Ice God of Hungary Sailed across the sea To become a deity And there in temples of the night The God negated light While bathing in divinity Ice God of Hungary said "these souls are mine" Ice God said "bend a knee or be blown away" "I don't mess around, get your back to the sky and your face to the ground" Ground, ground Till the castles start to burn and the halls are vacant No children will sing Blood was not part of the prophecy Still the snow had turned to pink Daylight, daylight, there's no daylight, daylight Then the Ice god came across the sea Made his way to Hungary (where was the sun?) Daylight, daylight, there's no daylight Blood was not part of the prophecy Still the snow had turned to pink Till the castles start to burn, burn, burn No children will sing