Filthy apes and lions
Spilling cake and liquid icing
Crucifying all the eyelids
Eliminate the iris
The tune out of the dying
The sounds of [?]
The owls intimidate me
They're taking all the best meat
And tearing down the drapery
Apples are for telling
Of a super nova shelling
Leaving after birth of hell things
Have you ever [?] at the boxes of junk
Lying behind the big screen
You've been in a [?] you stepped on a gun
You look like a punk when you try to debunk
As the animals [?]
Angry spitting llamas wearing red and silk pajamas
Play fluorescent melodramas
Red [?]
At the shores of plastic martyrs
Flying turtle sound inspiring all the perfect islands
Spraying out the purple sky rings
Filthy apes and lions
Spilling cake and liquid icing
Awake but don't be frightened
Have you ever tougth [?] at the boxes of junk
Lying behind the big screen
You've been in [?] you stepped on a gun
You look like a punk when you try to debunk