(verse 1)
Yellow Tail, no glass. No ass, but a yellow tail. No ass from the yellow tail. No ass from the Yellow Tail. Another tale that I dare to tell. Farewell to my passion. Passion erupted inside the vagina of the yellow tail. Never tell. Never set sail when the sailors are set. You wait for nature. Purely. You purely hate the nature. According to a pure beast that heard me, awake the neighbors. Another tale from the yellow. Yellow Tail in the belly. May I farewell?
(hook)
Rasputia's wonder still can't listen to itself...
And Medusa's thunder still won't give in to itself.
(verse 2)
Eye's closed to the daylight, because the daylight became why The Eye's closed. Time is a way. I wait for time, then time is away. Spend time a(-)way. Invested in decaying. Arrested by the staying. Staying arrested, because I'm not playing. The Yellow Tail has no logic of itself. I listen to it. Give it it's wealth. Sip it, until it's well. As if "with my soul" is distant. Then it knows what I've been kissing. Then the sip. Then the drip. Hold my composure, or "listen..."?
(hook)
Rasputia's wonder still can't listen to itself...
And Medusa's thunder still won't give in to itself.
(verse 3)
The Yellow tail is bleeding! It must've been from penetration... from the corkscrew. Do I need to force you? Let me sip! Apparently, this time period is the deadliest. IT's not needed to unscrew the cork unless you do what enforces wealth. I didn't force new wealth on anybody who feels tortured themselves. Of course I'm well. But the evening before tells another tale. Tales From the Crypt! Bleeding as I sip... farewell to healthiness.
(hook)
Rasputia's wonder still can't listen to itself...
And Medusa's thunder still won't give in to itself.
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