Iwrestledabearonce - It Is "Bro" Isn't It? lyrics

She loves me (He loves me not) You've told me but I forgot I don't want to be the one you call on When you struck luck in golden ambers, You kiss by the book, when you ride lies upon the throne Taurus; it's your year, be in for a surprise The naked force, eight eyes of a new era on my back A homecoming parade, from our tidy bed of roses What once was A new career you call it To catch a souvenir Of what once was, strict embarra**ment And it makes you boil And it makes you choke And it makes you rally up the troops within your throat When she is me and I bloom within her speech Birth the machines Invoking the spirits of ancient fathers Take hand, earth, air, fire, water A motherly life and echo of a home Burn 'em out of their homes Pillage the humans from their homes, the naked forcre Eight eyes of a new era on your back