The Flaming Lips - Two Blobs Fucking lyrics
[The Flaming Lips - Two Blobs Fucking lyrics]
This is a test to make sure
All unit's are all in sync
There were a quite a few of
These overflowing dumpsters with different
Discarded shit in them and one
Of them, to our amazement
One of them was full of prosthetic
Limbs obviously
A prosthetic limb company was
Throwing out the bad limbs, the ones with
Some flaw in the structure or the fleshy
Plastic, but yeah there they were
These feet
Arms and hands and everyday we could
Kinda get a little more curious
About this dumpster and this place that made
These fake body parts and eventually
We found ourselves wandering in
Through the backdoor
Sort of loading area of this little
Factory warehouse strange dusty
Chemical smells and
This loud moaning elephant sounding machine
Kind of droned loudly all around the floor
It was a weird place with a weird feel
To it there wasn’t really anybody there
Though we wandered cautiously around it
At first
And there was no one there was this drippy
Flesh colored plastic sort of
Dripped here and there, you know and one
Time maybe, the third or fourth time of
Going in the backdoors of the place
We looked through the windows of a kind
Of darkened foreman’s type office that
Was in the corner there
We looked through the window with
Our hands, you know
Kind of shielding the glare and at
First it appeared to be
Empty, but then as we scanned the dark
Room just below us on the couch
Something was pumping and jiggling and
For a moment, I thought, and I don’t know why
I thought this but I remember for a moment
I thought "that must be the
Machine that is making this
Fleshy plastic" But no
I then I thought "that’s a
Couch and that must
Be people" But it was dark so
You couldn’t really tell but
It was definitely two large jiggling things
Were doing some unspeakable act and
I couldn’t tell if it was a man and a woman
Two men or what it was just two blobs fucking
All unit's are all in sync
There were a quite a few of
These overflowing dumpsters with different
Discarded shit in them and one
Of them, to our amazement
One of them was full of prosthetic
Limbs obviously
A prosthetic limb company was
Throwing out the bad limbs, the ones with
Some flaw in the structure or the fleshy
Plastic, but yeah there they were
These feet
Arms and hands and everyday we could
Kinda get a little more curious
About this dumpster and this place that made
These fake body parts and eventually
We found ourselves wandering in
Through the backdoor
Sort of loading area of this little
Factory warehouse strange dusty
Chemical smells and
This loud moaning elephant sounding machine
Kind of droned loudly all around the floor
It was a weird place with a weird feel
To it there wasn’t really anybody there
Though we wandered cautiously around it
At first
And there was no one there was this drippy
Flesh colored plastic sort of
Dripped here and there, you know and one
Time maybe, the third or fourth time of
Going in the backdoors of the place
We looked through the windows of a kind
Of darkened foreman’s type office that
Was in the corner there
We looked through the window with
Our hands, you know
Kind of shielding the glare and at
First it appeared to be
Empty, but then as we scanned the dark
Room just below us on the couch
Something was pumping and jiggling and
For a moment, I thought, and I don’t know why
I thought this but I remember for a moment
I thought "that must be the
Machine that is making this
Fleshy plastic" But no
I then I thought "that’s a
Couch and that must
Be people" But it was dark so
You couldn’t really tell but
It was definitely two large jiggling things
Were doing some unspeakable act and
I couldn’t tell if it was a man and a woman
Two men or what it was just two blobs fucking