the day the earth met the woim toins by Francesca Woodman and Diane Arbus, full color situationist photography by bobby neel adams, man ray max ernst duchampian
situationist photography by paranoid xray
Lady sniff my twisted Lincoln, lady walk alone
Lately when I see you, baby, Lord I gotta go
Walking down that stinky highway, got to meet my man
Lately when I smell you, baby, oh my goddamn
Lady sniff my broken (teabag:0.2), lady walk the road
Lately when I see that (teabag:0.5), I can't take the load
Lady walk that greasy gravy, Lordy
Lately when I eat you baby, Lord, I just can't see
(Lady walk with Furry Burry: 2.26), animally in, yeah
Lately when I see you baby, got to have my sin
Lady walk that greasy highway, stinky holy war
Lately when I see you baby, walking out that door
Lady fold my wall to wall, know what the hell you say
Walk 'em on those roly-polys each and every day
Lady in my stinky pinky, rooty dooty do
Lately when I see you, baby, don't know what I do
Cool devolution!