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Alice Donut
Donut Comes Alive
World Profit
Mormon Tabernacle screaming round the bend:
Your ship is coming in,
your ship is coming in.
And all the economic forecast predict:
My ship is coming in,
my ship is coming in.
(Tongues)
Insects and bugs, arachnids and slugs:
Crawling down my leg,
crawling down my leg.
All the disregarded blood sausage saints:
Pawing out for change,
pawing out for change.
(Tongues)
Leather briefcase, corporate waves:
They're packing in the train.
But I can part the waves,
right down my spine.
They're ozing down my spine.
It's like a tongue of fire,
I've got a tongue of fire.
(Tongues)
I make the soup - a thick gravey soup.
Come and get your spoons,
I'm a world prophet.
Look at my shoes.
(I've got size 12 shoes)
I've only got half a foot.
(Prophets don't fear the bottle)
Walking over puddles,
I'm a world prophet.
I make the soup - a thick gravey soup.
Come and get your spoons,
I'm a world prophet.
Put on your suits,
your dark navy suits.
Get back into the streets,
and make a profit - a false profit.
- Album:
- Pure Acid Park
- Revenge Fantasies Of The Impotent
- Donut Comes Alive
- Miscellaneous
- Non-Album Releases
- 3 Sisters
- Three Sisters
- Dry Humping the Cash Cow - Live At CBGB
- Bucketfulls of Sickness and Horror in an Otherwise...
- Mule
- The Biggest Ass (The Ass Trilogy)
- The Untidy Suicides of Your Degenerate Children
- Medication
- Teriyaki Asthma, Vols. I-V
- Fuzz
- Blood on the Tundra / Bottom of the Chain
- Universonoro Volumen 1
- Pandemonic
- Freaks In Love