Floating On Winds Of April Lyrics & Chords By The Sepia Raven

I'm turned off. That repression bit's jazzercized my provocative thesis: Your ass is grass! In fact you're dead all ready, jerk off! Those mental mechanisms are just rusty...read more

"Hey, what seems to be the mother fucking problem here?" "well let me tell you officer, if I may interfere." "okay." "see I sailed in through the outdoor and then my coat of...read more

Oh, loathsome midnight dreary through pit and bog, a forgotten road tis thee I fear of old. Hark! Thither a chateau! With hunting forbode it filled me. Yet it ruins, I hastened...read more

Whilst a battle cry I scalped off loose little siouxsie soiux's chastity lock witth a karate chop job and bruised my name on those parts for scrap and reuse, those mega double d...read more

Oh butterball, roll you down a fucking hill in an oil drum, kick you in a canyon. Oh butterball, your diaper's dirty, carrying around your meatslabs in a suitcase all wrapped up in...read more