Visqueen - Zirconium Gun lyrics

Sun burns the charcoal into fine gla** Beneath the coral undersea gra** Pearls are born in ocean's oyster sand Trapped into beautifying every hand Glamorous as any prisoner can Diamond Bombs Away Shot dead zirconium gun Spy ready periscopes are looking out War submarines of love have turned about Fool's gold is shaped into a band Trapped into beautifying every hand Glamorous as any prisoner can Diamond Bombs Away Shot dead zirconium gun Camouflage me, Kamikaze Sabotage me, glitter shiny