To all the cities not yet built up
Site it to see the sun go down
Make a pier where congers play (Hey Ricky)
In pipes where silver surf echoes
New inn by the Thurso river
I went in the usual door
Know it by the pebble dashing
People power every floor
I snuck in my ax and luggage
Treat them to some public part
Did the one-eyed otter ova
Beat up by a Highland heart
Mary had this little piggy
Bottle fed it on the side
Loved it like a real entity
Mary seal the sty at night
Female maid, for sperm procurement
Riding tandem came the male
No-one chose the new world order
Young nuns scrubbing tiger tails
The ovaries of day were ready
To draw aboard the seeds of night
No one likes a private monkey
Who would not use the gift of sight
To all the cities not yet built up
Site it to see the sun go down
Make a pier where congas play (Hey Mickey)
In pipes where silver surf echoes
Pill Fangs - Ax & Luggage Lyrics
Pill Fangs - Ax & Luggage Lyrics
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To all the cities not yet built up
Site it to see the sun go down
Make a pier where congers play (Hey Ricky)
In pipes where silver surf echoes
New inn by the Thurso river
I went in the usual door
Know it by the pebble dashing
People power every floor
I snuck in my ax and luggage
Treat them to some public part
Did the one-eyed otter ova
Beat up by a Highland heart
Mary had this little piggy
Bottle fed it on the side
Loved it like a real entity
Mary seal the sty at night
Female maid, for sperm procurement
Riding tandem came the male
No-one chose the new world order
Young nuns scrubbing tiger tails
The ovaries of day were ready
To draw aboard the seeds of night
No one likes a private monkey
Who would not use the gift of sight
To all the cities not yet built up
Site it to see the sun go down
Make a pier where congas play (Hey Mickey)
In pipes where silver surf echoes
Site it to see the sun go down
Make a pier where congers play (Hey Ricky)
In pipes where silver surf echoes
New inn by the Thurso river
I went in the usual door
Know it by the pebble dashing
People power every floor
I snuck in my ax and luggage
Treat them to some public part
Did the one-eyed otter ova
Beat up by a Highland heart
Mary had this little piggy
Bottle fed it on the side
Loved it like a real entity
Mary seal the sty at night
Female maid, for sperm procurement
Riding tandem came the male
No-one chose the new world order
Young nuns scrubbing tiger tails
The ovaries of day were ready
To draw aboard the seeds of night
No one likes a private monkey
Who would not use the gift of sight
To all the cities not yet built up
Site it to see the sun go down
Make a pier where congas play (Hey Mickey)
In pipes where silver surf echoes
Writer: Daniel Haywood
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid