Lyrics to Traps, Ensnares
na, na, na, na, ... beware of traps and snares
Mr. Spoke speaks, deadly nightshade
in his brainpan
mock aliens breed silent lond zeros of fresh young flesh
ignore the ghosts of books, they're getting
plastered in Paris
Della wears Tupperware, an
Major Domo's body politicking in
Limo Land
Harry Fiasco is gulping down his morak fiber
and casts his hard shadow while wearing
those slippery soft supple slippers
he's got a plan
it's brash and it's bold
but there's danger in the fold
hear his command "Don't get old!"
Bella Donna she's that poison Eurasion plant
beautiful lady with the blackberry hat
don't pull her finger
you don't know where it's been
starts the great tribulation
all over and over again
it's a persecution loop
curmudgeon in your soup
beware of traps and snares
beware of traps and snares...
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