Your Mantel Disguised As A Psychic Sasquatch
by The Locust
From the album: Plague Soundscapes
Duration: 0:39
Lyrics for Your Mantel Disguised As A Psychic Sasquatch
The chicken bit it (The foreskin knew it) The sultry salesman worked To keep his high heels on. Oh, the doors are talking Oh, the sheets are stained A fleshy bowl of nonsense says, "Apparently a slut's been made!" Why must the fortune teller Always do the dirty work? It bit the chicken (The skin foresaw it) And sultry heels worked To keep the salesman high. Can I touch your telepathic private parts?