Pet Sound - Puppetmastaz
Yes it's Turbid and
I like to reclai'm freely
Like tracks of da pigeons
In the air you can't see me
I'm a host of magical illusions
I be callin vast amount of
Tibbit's 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
Yo 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
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
That's right
Boowaboowaboowaboo
Pet sound honey baby Rubber soul runny
Glowstick gravy
Boowaboowaboowaboo
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
Boowaboowaboowaboo
Sun and moon go hand
In hand Cryin tears of a puppet
Band If there s a fire there s a
Fireman Funs 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
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
Mothaf**ka you know we got taste Shhhhh
That s how we do it Shhhhh
S how we grow doobidoo
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
Boowaboowaboowaboo
Pet sound honey baby Rubber soul runny
Glowstick gravy
Boowaboowaboowaboo
After dark we get the glowsticks
Out Phosphorise and don't worry
About Nothing never and no mans
Sellin my muffins and charm in grams
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
We is a fluid unitn
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 fruit's Whatever
Your boy whatever your moods
Like we gonna keep on hiking
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 Pet sound honey baby Rubber soul runny
Glowstick gravy
Boowaboowaboowaboo Good
Luck fot the ride
Pet sound honey baby Rubber soul runny
Glowstick gravy
Boowaboowaboowaboo Good
Luck fot the ride
Pet sound honey baby Rubber soul runny
Glowstick gravy
Boowaboowaboowaboo Good
Luck fot the ride
Good luck fot the ride
Good luck fot the ride
That beats your dusty ride
Pet sound honey baby
Pet sound honey baby
Pet sound honey baby
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