Seven ugly midgets sitting in my living room.
This is not the smallest sign of an impending doom
in the afternoon.
Found a leper leprechaun inside my severed chest.
Offered him some help with his unholy quest
in the after noon.
Found a path to wonderland and burned it to the ground.
Killed of every living soul I smothered every clown
In the after noon.
-chorus-
A home where the buffalo roam.
The mother, the w**** and the crone.
The cyborg, the ghost and the clone.
A home where the buffalo.
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Seven ugly giants sitting in my living room.
This is not the largest sign of an impending doom
in the after noon.
-chorus-
(We are huge fans of the late author and journalist Hunter S.Thomson and this song is a tribute to him.
It is also about seeing patterns in everything when you are...ehh...lets just say "tired".)
This is not the smallest sign of an impending doom
in the afternoon.
Found a leper leprechaun inside my severed chest.
Offered him some help with his unholy quest
in the after noon.
Found a path to wonderland and burned it to the ground.
Killed of every living soul I smothered every clown
In the after noon.
-chorus-
A home where the buffalo roam.
The mother, the w**** and the crone.
The cyborg, the ghost and the clone.
A home where the buffalo.
-
Seven ugly giants sitting in my living room.
This is not the largest sign of an impending doom
in the after noon.
-chorus-
(We are huge fans of the late author and journalist Hunter S.Thomson and this song is a tribute to him.
It is also about seeing patterns in everything when you are...ehh...lets just say "tired".)