It's Lemon Demon, oh, everybody loves the lemonade! I'm all around, all cold and dreamy What you girls really need's a soft, fuzzy man A wisp of smoke man To waft over you and cloud up your view So show me your hands and wave them right through a soft, fuzzy man Although I have no arms to hold you in a human passion burns within me I need to feel like I exist So please baby please baby step into the mist Don't be nervous No, don't be nervous I'm not like other guys who have a surface What you girls really need's a soft, fuzzy man An atmospheric man A shimmering puff of indistinct love What's better than the vague embrace of a soft, fuzzy man? Ten Thousand Years Away13.
Oh, it's Lemon Demon, oh, lemon out of hell! It's Lemon Demon, oh, lemon out of hell! In April 2009, Cicierega released his first four albums as free downloads on his website.
I only want to have fun But now they're telling me my days here are done 'Cause there's a little tiny box they make in Japan And pretty soon it's gonna fit in your hand It's getting lonely, it's getting hard to breathe Ahe arcade's empty, I think it's Christmas Eve Someone's broken in, now they're painting on my skin Breaking me and taking my quarters Bashing in my face with a crowbar Kicking me and pushing me over Now they see my blood on their sneakers You can't win me, I can't be beat I won't hurt you unless you cheat You can't see me behind the screen I'm half human and half machine Oh, knowing what we know, knowing we don't know This is gonna change our world Feeling how I feel, I'll accept the unreal If you be my no-eyed girl from nowhere mankind can go There's too much light, blinding white Your matter tells mine to scatter It's alright, it's alright From the moment that we met I've been awake like I've never been awake in all my life If I spoke your language I could tell you how I feel But your language isn't real In every myth there's a little bit of truth But I cannot say a thing I cannot say a thing Without proof, oh no Knowing what we know, knowing we do not know This is gonna change our world I might go insane if I hear your full name If you be my no-eyed girl from nowhere mankind can go There's too much light, blinding white Emotions, human implosions It's alright, it's alright Right before the kiss I noticed something in the air Molecules existed when there should have been none there Chemical reactions with the surface of your skin Some will say my actions let the no-eyed people in And I'd do it all again, and I'd do it all again, and I'd do it all again When he died Turns out he left behind a mansion full of other people's skulls The odd thing is, they never found his own, when he died When he died He somehow left behind strange symbols on the floor beneath his corpse Investigators said the wood was scorched, when he died When he died they found so many scorpions inside his lungs When he died the statues of his missing children cried What was later found to be his blood When he died On a dark and stormy night They telephoned his wife Who reacted with delight But gradually her voice began to fade to nothing And the Laughing Record played The Laughing Record played When he died They found a message etched into his spine That said when he died an endless age of untold nightmares would be nigh And the blood would make the seas run red When he died On a dark and stormy night A nearby shed caught fire It simply caught alight And when they cleared the charred wood from the ground Inside they found a painting of a clown A creepy painting of a clown He'd painted it he was just a child But scrawled upon the back was exactly when he died When he died, when he died, when he died, when he died Your body is so sweet now, baby, I'm saying trick or treat now You know I've got to have you, yeah, you sexy sweet cadaver All wrapped up like a mummy, I'll cover you in honey And wait a hundred years or so You know, you know it isn't sexual It isn't sexual Strictly confectional Strictly confectional Strictly medicinal Strictly medicinal If a little nontraditional I'm digging up your coffin and pouring out the contents Your sexy sweet solution is prime for distribution Sweet bod Your body's starting rumors of Mason jars of sweetness Whose satisfied consumers have often claimed to witness Some sexy shrinking tumors, a sweet return to fitness They're just a hundred bucks or so You know, you know it isn't sexual It isn't sexual Strictly professional Strictly professional Entrepreneurial Entrepreneurial Oh, and what a sweet memorial I'm digging up your coffin and pouring out the contents Good God, I'm glad to see you Won't you be my panacea? Generally, low effort content isn't allowed.
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