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John E. Smoke Lyrics
This here a song, is about John W Smoke Junior
It's about bein' in love and lovin' the love
that's hatin' the love
the love and the love and the hate that's lovin
with all
It's around the love that's hate that's the hate
that's the love
And the love is the love that is the hate that's
hatin' the love,
it's lovin' the hate
It's about John W Smoke's mom, it's with his mom
it's about his mom it's about his mom it's about
lovin his mom
and bein' without his mom and lovin' the hate
that's hatin' the love
and his mom and all the time they're there
Hatin' the hate that's lovin' the hate it's love
it's the love that's hate
And it goes somethin' about like this
John E Smoke, oh John E Smoke
John Smoke, oh John E Smoke
Whaoh John E Smoke, John E John E John E John
John, John Smoke
John E Smoke
Here we go
John, John was a little crippled midget lesbian
boy
but stood ten foot tall with a knife
Pretty soon the mole had appeared on John's left
leg
and real black it extended out 469 different
miles
and veirly veirly it was 69 different nuns
speaking simotainesouly to John in 69 different
languages
And then it evolved itself and it was the legless
dog that became
a cycle in John's fater's fore head
And there is was like a twinkie with a haylo
storm in it
and it revolved down into the sky and talked to
John
like he was a little puppy himself
And John said that I am not the magma, I am not
the crust
and I shall evolve when the rain had come down
here and was hed on John
And he said that I will be a cigerrate butt
before it's all done with
And they said no, you are the flame itself and
you shall burn pure
in the South American sky where the blooddogs
worship the stairway
John E Smoke, oh John E Smoke
oh John Smoke, ooo OW!
John E Smoke, oh John E Smoke
oh oh John E Smoke
oh John E John E John E John E John E John E John
E John E John E
John E John E Jooooooooooooooooo
And so brainlessly leglessly hairlessly the foil
tip top of itself,
and revealed to John that the kiawe twe laxury
liner extended out of John's left side
And so it had preach you in Mars with a saram
backwards
and up waralve they did evole
Downward they fell like a thin sheet of waste
plaunt it with would come over John's body
His body was no longer the tribe vehicle express
itself
And he could be the dog and the dog's eyes which
had blood comin' out like they were
roped around John's leg and pulled him up, like
he was a canoe and and he flew
on the live peasents himself, the South American
where he was in mathe
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