Cyclops
verse1:
theres mr mangle
he was caught in a vine
he followed the leader
but now he's flipped out
he had a good angle sleeping
with angel
she slipped into failure and
she so burnt out and out
Chorus1:
pound it out
nail it down
pound it out
put it in the ground
pound it out
nail it down
pound it out
so tribal
Verse2
there'really no reason
for tribal treason
they speak of this freedom
as they feed on her lust and butt
Chorus2:
pound it out
nail it down
pound it out
fill it it up
pound it out
melt it down
pound it out
so tribal
Verse3:
suck up to danger like an octapuss
stranger.
Chorus3:
pound it out
nail it down
pound it out
melt it down
pound it out
and put it in the ground
pound it out
so tribal
End