tribal moon

you go dun now
uh uh go on dun
you liv sin city
wipe won won
witchowoo unoo
we in the back
come dun liv
back there where
man and woman
lie dun lie with
dogs you go dun
and chant to the
earth for grace
we build we eat
too much we liv
and liv and lov
sin city yoo
boo hoo
we make
luv dun go dun
to bathe in moon
lite you go dun
sin city we eat
flesh of god and
luv till the end
of time
star in heart
big stab from
sharp star tear
me apart we go
dun no sin city
where the men
and dogs and
women eat the
flesh of god
no boo hoo
on this side
of moon

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