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lord bung - anomalies lyrics

why h-llo there madam, how are ya
what’s your name
annie
annie, it is lovely to meat ya tell me
are you sick of salesman pitching the usual uninspired household brick-a-brack farming dust on the old windowsill
yes i am actually
well your in luck
so i couldn’t help notice that your wonderful abode was bland with a capital b
so leave it to me
most definitely
these sp-ces are gonna get erased and replaced with stuff from the
wonderful corners of the map
we’re too dang scared to tap
how bout’ that
now your listening
soon your living room is sparkling out of the park with anomalies
anomalies
yes of highest quality
from mechanical botanical satanic and beyond
the one that makes you ponder yonder
anomalies
yes, anomalies
affordable in this economy
from the wonderful corners of the map we’re too dang scared to tap
yeah, yeah, you already said that
what do you mean by ‘anomalies’
i’m glad you asked
so i got a little microwave oven right here of humdrum build and brand
but act like a man and choose to shoot this cute little rooster, into the future
why not this refrigerator
pop your pops right in it
but the drawing please don’t bin it, unless your itchin’ for cleaning your innards in the kitchen!
then you can trail to the yard of the mail but, alas, to no avail
heed this needy boxes red flag for he’s obsessed with the opposite s-x
but now for a change in scenery
did i mention, it’s a desolate dimension
packed by theocracy, crashed the economy, faceless monsters prosper ‘cross this
anominal price for a lake up north where the townsfolk just dont go
oh no
it’s bogged with haunted content
and if you’re not content to spend a cent
try leverage for a beverage
keep you energized
close your eyes
but why
say goodbye to pointless nights investing in rest and savour the memories
just kidding
it’s your deepest desires
let’s move on to a cowbell
nothing magic
i just thought it was funny
we all love money but we have no time when the world is coming to an end friend
this clock won’t bite it’s insight might just tell if the future will be alright
before it ends just be a friend and spend your cents on this godsend
lend an appendage
to the splendid offer you can’t comprehend
so what do ya say
if i buy the microwave will you leave
now that’s the spirit
just sign here, here, and here
have no fear
don’t be alarmed
unless your harmed from being disarmed
which you are
i -ssure you madam this st-rdy gray oven has a thirty day policy guarantee
like you need it
since you’ll bleed out in about thirty seconds i reckon
so before you enter the realm of the dead with an oven and a missing joint
here’s the point
never trust a man in a pinch-black suit with a smile that goes on for miles
either he’s a creature from the far out reaches of sp-ce or a man trying to prey on the mentally fragile
the first and the latter need dimwitted widows
ow my eye!

- lord bung lyrics

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