All of you Shaped me into what I am Carried out the bitter man Do you have a master plan? Oh no Somewhere I've Let all my defenses down Never thought
Tengo un Dios admirado en los cielos y el amor de su Espíritu Santo por su gracia yo soy hombre nuevo y de gozo se llena mi canto De su imagen
Hoping and smoking That's what I keep hoping That broken and smoking That's what I keep coping Gotta wake up and notice Wasp in the Lotus Sweet talk
The intro to this song has a seperate title, it's called Wasp Precious cups within the flower deadly petals with strange power faces shine a deadly smile
on leashes behind fences barking Pretty little pillows on floral couches Until our faces all resemble dying roses Stop trying to fix it Patriarch on a Vespa
Zircon's blaze might be a lure for the fad crown In the pale interior of this empty Ark Since the Orcoid orb's fast wounded me Wuth the greatest passage
I'd like to think about her and the way she used to love me But I just can't live without her 'cause her arms are not around me And the season's getting
Instrumental
Lost Madonna of the Wasps, I wonder where we crossed I wonder why she lost me- Lost Madonna of the Wasps, she's lying in the frost I wonder what she cost
leashes behind fences barking Pretty little pillows on floral couches Until our faces all resemble dying roses Stop trying to fix it Patriarch on a Vespa
Kiss these sour lips paint a smile on my face translate all of these words, and thoughts to actions BREATHE LIFE breathe life into my mouth never
- I - Tengo un Dios admirable en los cielos y el amor de su Espiritu Santo por su gracia yo soy hombre nuevo y de gozo se llena mi canto - II -
What makes me think That every day I need a drink Another drop goes down I get that feeling i'm gonna drown Taking off like a plane Heading down the
I wanna tell you 'bout Texas Radio and the Big Beat Comes out of the Virginia swamps Cool and slow with plenty of precision With a back beat narrow and
Doctors played your dosage like a card-trick Scrabbled down the hallways yelling, "Yahtzee!" I brought books on Hopper, and the Arctic Something called
Father, how long since you have gone Father, this house is not our home anymore It?s in the hands of a bunch of sick dogs The walls infested with flies
CHORUS I'm gonna piss on a hornet's nest I'm gonna piss on a hornet's nest I'm gonna piss on a hornet's nest I hope I don't get stung Everybody's tellin