Cobra Feet
Thunderbirds Are Now! Lyrics
Cobra Feet Lyrics
Cobra Feet by Thunderbirds Are Now!
Practicing to deceive.
Fake mirage.
Dressed up in camouflage.
Crimes.
Jail.
Posting all of your bail.
Please behave.
Roll around in your grave.
Yes, it's a mess,
But we're here to clean up.
Yes, I confess,
It's a mess; we'll clean up.
Aghast.
Appalled.
Whatever it is called.
Erect.
Tall.
Like a good animal.
Ears.
Eyes.
The last breath before it dies.
Teeth.
Blood.
Roll around in the mud.
Yes, it's a mess,
But we're here to clean up.
Yes, I confess,
It's a mess; we'll clean up.
Who picks up the roadkill when it's dead?
Who reads a book they can't comprehend?
Why is blood blue while we see red?
Who understands a thing I just said?
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