The Bug Lyrics – Soul Coughing

The Bug Text

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Slipping through the wrong plug
Slap the rotor to the beat yeah
Stitching to the pinprick
Gotcha down
Onto the flatline
Clap the matter
It's the drop-pow
Revvin' it up into the stomp box
Suckafied assman
Tripping in his own dribble
Tripping in the white man's outlay
Capitalism now
Screaming on a fat tomato
With a scream girl
Lips are thicker then a cow
I know the bug
Is why ya running down into the hole
Creamy girl you're gonna snatch my soul
Supple backed a pole town
One two one two
Drumming on a guess
And I can't stand it
When a dream comes
Guzzling up the whole brain stem
I can not give up
And just stick this
Liquid in the same mouth
Thought is useless
But you just come
Knock knock knocking
On a straw door
I could lose you for a nickel
But you just don't hear me
You don't stop
I know the bug
Is why ya running down into the hole
Creamy girl you've come to snatch my soul
Move it to the left side
I knew the bug
His wire running down into the hole
Creamy girl you've come to snatch my soul
Rum
Come on
Shake it on now
One time
Why?
Shake it
So many ineffective
One time
Like SOC's
Oh come on