White Moon

Esus4 - 022200

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[Intro]
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[Verse 1]
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White moon, white moon, breaks open the tomb of a deserted cartoon that I wrote
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Creature come, creature, creature, my own double feature as I'm warming the bleachers at 
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home
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Well my nose keeps on bleeding cuz its Rita I'm needing I better call out a meeting of the 
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boys,of the boys

[Verse 2]
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My friends are all dying and death can't be lying, it's the truth and it don't make a noise
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Oh Rita, oh Rita If you lived in Mesita I would move you with the beat of a drum
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And this picture is proof that although you're aloof you had the shiniest tooth 'neath the 
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sun
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Easy come easy go, be a star of the show I'm giving up all I know to get more....to get 
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more

[Verse 3]
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Photograph the picture young grunt pin-up scripture for locker-tagged memories of war
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A mirage, this garage, and a photo montage and a finger massage from the host
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Good lord, good lord, the one I adore and I cannot afford is a ghost......is a ghost............
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Protosocial is the word & the word is the bird that flew through the herd in the snow..in 
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the snow....

[Verse 4]
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Lemonade me then grade me then deliver my baby and if my friends all persuade me, I'll go
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Blink, blink at me Rita don't you know I'm a bleeder? & I promised I wouldn't lead her on
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But she met me, then led me and I ate what was fed me 'til I purged every word in this 
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song.....