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Jettatura
Celestaphone
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The plot thickens, it's not fillers, the bar risen
Plain militia I figured them was on vision
It's gonna take more than Delphi for the fortune told
Or the oracle, divine get your orb and go
Your own media corp, your own telephone call
Your own helluva tall list of hats to put on
It's the product of the voice and the market of talk
Private discuss as much a target as broadcasted one
To them you look like Den Nix did the cover
Sending text in Pidgin end to end over summers
They pit the lifers 'gainst the new, young against the old
Make a fighter out of you while they break out a bone
Booth with her, Sue Trinder a poon hitcher
Picture my itcher guy soon to hit the womb enter
Assume your fleet'll have a cool winter
But when the heat fills rooms you'll feel cรกlida 'nough for pool centers
I might be a goner, might be a sinner
Might be a hungry sick side with in yuh
I wanna feed my dome right, dome right
I wanna feed my dome right, dome right
Uh, late strange call from the industry
Jettatura boss, you're the enemy
Jettatura boss, you're the enemy
I told 'em jettatura boss, you're the enemy
Karl the Fog wants his job back in San Francisco
Charting raw gusts for all y'all tabbed in his show
Now it's you in your drawers at a silly desk
Giving Scrivener a theory till you're a bleary mess
Git suppository, shove the website up your butt
In this horror story they deify intelligence
Papers akin GNU for R Stallman: unfenced values
Haters invented pseudo-Aristotelian sex manuals
Treating the people like an enemy that needs surveillance
With each breed that leads we've seen a pagan
The low hum, a long life, the selfish come
We're so dumb we toss light for elfish tongue
Platysaurus intermedius, Genesis flood
With fat thesauruses we immediately capped our love
Simply defeated, we feeded and jacked off a bug
Our data is that of the advanced's lacking cum
I might be a goner, might be a sinner
Might be a hungry sick side with in yuh
I wanna feed my dome right, dome right
I wanna feed my dome right, dome right
Uh, late strange call from the industry
Jettatura boss, you're the enemy
Jettatura boss, you're the enemy
I told 'em jettatura boss, you're the enemy
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