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This song was created for Game of Bands round 37 : "Full On Trippin' Balls Weird."

Lyrics:

Are we not drawn onward to new era?
Are Mac 'n' Oliver ever evil on camera?
Cigar? Toss it in a can. It is so tragic.
"Tie Mandie," I'd name it.

Dee saw a seed.
Devil never even lived.
Did I do, O God, did I as I said I'd do? Good! I did.

Degas,
are we not drawn onward,
no!
In union,
drawn onward to new eras aged?

Swap God for a janitor; rot in a jar of dog paws.
Stop! Murder us not, tonsured rumpots!
Some men interpret nine memos.
Sega? Millions! Alas, no ill images!

Degas,
are we not drawn onward,
no!
In union,
drawn onward to new eras aged?

Degas,
are we not drawn onward,
no!
In union,
drawn onward to new eras aged?

Sega? Millions! Alas, no ill images!
Some men interpret nine memos.
Stop! Murder us not, tonsured rumpots!
Swap God for a janitor; rot in a jar of dog paws.

Degas,
are we not drawn onward,
no!
In union,
drawn onward to new eras aged?

Did I do, O God, did I as I said I'd do? Good! I did.
Devil never even lived.
Dee saw a seed.

"Tie Mandie," I'd name it.
Cigar? Toss it in a can. It is so tragic.
Are Mac 'n' Oliver ever evil on camera?
Are we not drawn onward to new era?
[Exit]

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