Murder At Camp Weebu - Nanite

Landing on a runway in Chicago And I'm grounding all my dreams Of ever really seeing California Because I know what's in between is something sensual Such non-conventional ways Tonight the headphones will deliver You the words that I can't say Tonight the headphones will deliver You the words that I can't say (tonight I'm writing you) A million miles away Tonight is all about, we miss you (miss you) We miss you (miss you) Tonight is all about, we miss you And I can't forget your style or your cynicism Somehow it was like you were the first to listen To everything we said My smile's an open wound without you And my hands are tied to pages inked to bring you back Tonight the headphones will deliver You the words that I can't say (tonight I'm writing you) A million miles away Tonight is all about, we miss you (miss you) We miss you (miss you) Tonight is all about, we miss you, now (These friends are, new friends are golden) (These friends are, new friends are golden) These friends are, new friends are golden These friends are, new friends are- Tonight the headphones will deliver You the words that I can't say Tonight the headphones will deliver You the words that I can't say Tonight the headphones will deliver You the words that I can't say These friends are, new friends are golden

Just a song of Gomorrah I wonder what they did there Must've been a bad thing To get shot down for Wonder how they blew it up Or if they burned it down Get out, get out, Mr. Lot Don't you look around Who gave you your orders? Someone from the sky I heard a voice inside my head In the desert wind so dry I heard a voice telling me to flee The very same voice I always believe Said, a lot of trouble's coming But it don't have to come to you I'm telling you, so you can tell The rest what you been through Don't you turn around, no Don't look after you It's not your business how it's done You're lucky to get through You're a good upstanding man A credit to the flock If you don't face straight ahead You could not take the shock Blew the city off the map Left nothing there but fire The wife of Lot got turned to salt Because she looked behind her Because she looked behind her Because she looked behind her Because she looked behind her Because she looked behind her Because she looked behind her

Heifer whines could be human cries Closer comes the screaming knife This beautiful creature must die This beautiful creature must die A death for no reason And death for no reason is murder And the flesh you so fancifully fry Is not succulent, tasty or kind It's death for no reason And death for no reason is murder And the calf that you carve with a smile It is murder And the turkey you festively slice It is murder Do you know how animals die? Kitchen aromas aren't very homely It's not comforting, cheery or kind It's sizzling blood and the unholy stench of murder It's not natural, normal or kind The flesh you so fancifully fry The meat in your mouth As you savour the flavour of murder No No No - It is Murder No No No - It is Murder And who hears when animals cry?