Ma** Solo Revolt - Au Gres lyrics

Slip the slip in a gla** boat, "the sedative" Down the channel, headed out to see Past the dead stuff washed up on the bank The far point calling me Ship to shore misinformation Not a man as far as I can see By the time they decode this dispatch… The whale will have swallowed me Her kisses are carrots so sugary sweet I belong to the sea Concord whispers… the capital theme: You can't fight destiny So don't