Of Montreal - Plastis Wafers lyrics

Lover face, I'll do you as the Revolver introduced in my play, act one Lover face, want to make you ejaculate Until it's no longer fun I confess to really being quite charmed By your feminine effects You're the only one With whom I would role play Oedipus Rex I want you to be my pleasure puss I want to know what it's like to be inside you I want you to be my pleasure puss I want to know how it feels Want to give you that ou ou la la ou la la Lover face, how your a** is pumping Sweet licentious songs. lover face You're a scandal, your body is so wrong, wrong Bless my lips with your Sunlandic kisses While our hands explore each other's human vessels Whoa, you know, like four excited spiders I want you to be my pleasure puss I want to know what it's like to be inside you I want you to be my pleasure puss I want to know how it feels Want to give you that ou ou la la, ou la la You gave me such a rush Make my whole body blush I don't care if they say you're just my crutch I know you're not You're the only good thing I've got Everything's so much more complicated Over the phone You are such a star, oh, you know you are I just once looked through today Had the mind to call your name, internally Through my seventh sense that's hallucinating Anyway we're artifacts of demigodly zero logic denizens I just came in your arms tonight You and I are friends, not some polemic To be puzzled over, listened They set my wings so randomly When you're dead I'll search for you like Orpheus I'll find you, some way You are such a star, oh, you know you are I'll tell you one thing I know you want my kisses in your narcissistic collapse Because it's so painful when they amputate the taygog See all the prison corpses lined up along beach They're ringing the bells of the church to drive everybody insane As the patina lives the tawdy mountain stallion on its water on the shore I can't get off of these moving lights off the face No, I can't get all those little moving lights off the face So I went out to the country, sat down on some straw But I'm not putting out for God tonight I'm not putting out for God would k** my legs shut, shut It's a mistake lighting little white candles to make him love you Oh, he's cold by any city's standards They want to turn you down Dismissed How 'bout if all you children and Tayshuns No Ha Stop You know The Northern Lights, they don't forget about you (they don't) Goddamn concierge General Reincarnation I think I can do it myself Just trying to get help here