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Turn It on Salvador lyrics
Turn it on Salvador
Drag the bound priest across the floor
Skin to shed, God is dead, what to do, so are you
Are you?
Wake them up, shake 'em up
Death and a Gala Premiere
Turn it on Salvador
Brutally offensive but never a bore
Ants in hands, no demands, eyeing out a point of view
Or two
Bang them out, hang them up
Nothing is what it appears
Chorus
Didn't he say how he likes to make the holes?
Turn it on Salvador
Turn it off Salvador
Holy rotting donkey carcass butterfly eeeee...
Even tied, eggs you fried, out of luck
What the (some 15th century German word)
(Some 15th century German word)
Books are guns, biking nuns
Ants, sirs, they crawl from the wounds
Chorus
Da da da da da da...
Chorus
Part of these releases
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- Track 2 on Toy Matinee
- 1 Last Plane Out
- 3 Things She Said
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