I smell the sound of a growing gash
With pop sensibilities
K-Q-E-D
"It's a tune that equals you"
I feel
Hallelujah I fail,
Bulemia I'm frail
Hallelujah I fell,
Salting the back of a snail
And
This is worship and this is tribute
Am I crumbling, ripping and failing?
Knowing you fit, you fit, you fit in
And, and,
You fit in!
K-Q-E-E-E-E-E-E-D
"It's a tune that equals you"
I feel
Hallelujah, I fail,
Bulemia, I'm frail
Hallelujah, I fell,
Salting the back of a snail
And
Am I worshipping or am I tributing?
Loving, crumbling, ripping, and failing
My turkish prison is knowing I fit in
And, and,
I fit in!
Feeding time,
An old friend of mine
At the leper zoo, yeah yeah
Que sera?
Erotic hurrah
With no rescue, girl

Feeding time,
An old friend of mine
At the leper zoo, yeah yeah
Que sera?
Erotic hurrah
It's cool
Be cool, girl
Sailor, Sailor
Sailor, Sailor
Sailor Scent
Sailor Sailor Scent Sailor Sailor Sailor Scent
And
worship, tribute
crumbling, ripping, and failing
Knowing you fit, you fit, you fit in
And, and,
you fit in!
Feeding time,
An old friend of mine
At the leper zoo, yeah yeah
Que sera?
Erotic hurrah
With no rescue, girl
Feeding time,
An old friend of mine
At the leper zoo, yeah yeah
Que sera?
Erotic hurrah
It's cool
Be cool, girl
Sailor Scent (x4)
Sailor, Sailor