Eye of fatima (pt. 1) Lyrics
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Eye of fatima (pt. 1) Lyricsby Camper Van Beethoven Buy album CD: Our Beloved Revolutionary Sweetheart He's got the Eye of Fatima on the wall of his room. Two bottles of tequila, three cats and a broom. He's got an 18-year-old angel and she's all dressed in black. He's got 15 nickels of cocaine tied up in a sack. And this here's a government experiment and we're driving like Hell. To give some cowboys some acid and to stay in motels. We're going to eat up some wide open spaces Like it was a cruise on the Nile. Take the hands off the clock, we're going to be here a while. And I am the Eye of Fatima on the wall of the motel room. And cowboys on acid are like Egyptian cartoons. And no one ever conquered Wyoming from the left or from the right. But you can stay in motel rooms and stay up all night.
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