Tom Zinser - B lyrics

Upload the sound from the telephone line Its down periscope better cover your eyes They burned down the station so long ago That a rotting corpes qualifies as a show Well play that one later They've launched their antenna claws Called in a favor while you're choking on their tentacles You're falling asleep Don't look behind the curtain You're falling asleep Look in the spinning line Oh my goodness! oh my goodness! Rumbly in my tumbly and its bad for business Psycopathetic stereo hum Sich-a-pathic audio drone When you can't put your finger on what's gone wrong But you can fall asleep without the television on There's a sound in my head that won't go off Buzzing in my head and it won't turn off Well play that one later They've launched their antenna claws Called in a favor while you're choking on their tentacles You're falling asleep Don't look behind the curtain You're falling asleep Look in the spinning line Play that around Play that around Play that around Mommas tell your babies Not to rest inside your will Kids in refrigerators won't scratch their way at and never will It's in their way It's in the choice you make forced or mistake It's in the way you're will Not break Whether you're right or wrong Not break Well play that one later They've launched their antenna claws Called in a favor while you're choking on their tentacles You're falling asleep Don't worry about the curtain You're falling asleep Look in the spinning line You're falling asleep Don't worry about the curtain You're falling asleep You're look in the spinning line...