Crushing The Cantaloupe
By: Beck Hansen
Written by: Beck Hansen

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  • Crushing The Cantaloupe
She takes the ?? at the theater
Tapeworms in the fajita
Playing mandolin like a devil in a cottage
Staring at the child made of cheese and black sausage

She's got the flower that's groovy
She's got the power to move me
Hot nasty noodles glued to my face
Clouds of confusion, crimson and lace

Crushing the cantaloupe with cupcakes and fleas
Moist little gypsy crying on his knees
Tin foil ravens fell from the sky
The blood of tomorrow melts with the lava