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(Monsterpiece Theatre overture plays as we pan in on Cookie Monster seated in his chair wearing his lovely red smoking jacket.) Cookie Monster: Good
NIDO (Cristina DonA ) Resto tra gli alberi verso l'interno lontana dagli altri con una rosa al polso ci sono luoghi muti, luoghi fermi dove annusi
Instrumental
She's got a look on her puss Like she was weaned on a pickle Hands on the handles of her motorcycle In the nest of the cuckoo bird In the nest of the
Blank sheets enveloped in grieving. Foolishly bleeding for you. Waiting. it was never meant to be today. Window panes colliding and worried drips of sweat
CHORUS I'm gonna piss on a hornet's nest I'm gonna piss on a hornet's nest I'm gonna piss on a hornet's nest I hope I don't get stung Everybody's tellin
It's in the rhythm of a dancer And every standard flag unfurled It's in the bride's eternal answer And every child across the world Chorus: Heart and
They used to make them tall Now there are no shipyards here at all They used to dig for coal here They used to scrape and crawl Now there are no coalfields
How he knows where he's going - Never lost - No one, well there's no one faster Direction born in his brain He's got no reason to hide He's got
Call ages of extortion Hail champions of conversion Sail mountain ridge and ocean Fall pounce on every portion Rule demon over supplier More ravenous
Brown hair in a birds nest, A pile of teeth under a tree, The frayed sleeves of a poorly tailored jacket. Another wasted night, Searching for life. Digging
She's got a look on her puss like she was weaned on a pickle. Hands on the handle of her motorsicle. In the nest of the cuckoo bird...She's in a gang