2002-05-07 | DAMON ALBARN
Wow....I wrote this song a super long time ago. Maybe like 7 years ago. I may have to edit it as I go along. Note the lame song title. I used to be really into parody song titles, when I first started writing. I still like them, but not as much as back then. (My girlfriend just said I have Angel Eyes....that has nothing to do with this...I just thought that was sweet of her to say that. She's the best) "ECCENTRIC BRADYLAND" (if you don't know what the song title is a parody of, just..nevermind.) King of malaria Bite into it Mosquito!! Carry it from him to me His disease Is for me I said His Disease! Is for me!!! His is my galaxy What I mean? I tell you As soon as you tell me what the hell YOU want It aint pretty here It aint "tv" Believe you me What you see may kill you right here I'll strum that string You can play your chord A little spinal tap To keep me bored It struck a nerve And that's my word Strip me of my sense of hide It's time for me to rotate skin It aint sweet, we're not friendly here Believe it or not You only get what you suspect You only kill what you infect There's more then what you can detect Lets keep it a secret It's unconventional An ends to a means That means it's an end to what we're used to (Wow! That's not all that bad for my early work....Now if I can only remember what my inspiration was... Did I even have any? I don't know what this song means. It's all a blur)
- premature ejaculation
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