Текст песни
Getting
kinda
greedy
Need
a
space
needle
Stick
it
straight
through
the
crust
Suck
up
all
the
magma
Put
it
in
a
bag-ma
And
blow
it
through
your
brains
till
you
bust
Where
oblivion
is
beckoning
Where
the
fire
furn(?)
is
reckoning
Getting
kinda
famished
with
all
this
talk
of
famine
I
could(?)
survive
on
bread
alone
Gimme
me
space
needle
so
I
don't
wanna
wheedle
I
need
these
planets
close
to
my
bone
Where
oblivion
is
beckoning
Where
the
fire
furn(?)
is
reckoning
Getting
kinda
nervous
the
way
ellipses
curve
us
It's
a
mystery
to
me
we
don't
fall
Where's
my
space
needle?
I
wanna
a
little?
I
wanna
wish
good
luck
to
you
all
Where
oblivion
is
beckoning
Where
the
fire
furn(?)
is
reckoning
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