The Transformation by Estradasphere Lyrics
(Laughing)
The transformation will begin!
(Verse)
String words along like girls to the prom
And I could explode 'cause I'm the god damn bomb
The bulge that you see is rohypnol in my pocket
I've got your daughter in my palm
[?] my bead oh well oh well it's in your drink
I've got the forget pill twenty times over
And I think I'll start to use it like a four leaf clover
Took her to the path that's the last misdirection she had
She started to get real loose, juice
And I knew it was time to do what I do best
So I took off her dress
Wake up in the morning all bruised and confused and wondering when you used
Yeah I was at your place last night
But you don't remember face, you don't remember fight
But you feel violated, all right
You wake up in the morning try to figure it out
You remember the dreams about people like me, putting pills in drinks
To keep young ladies from stopping to think
You want to tell me how it feels
Well you could just give the real deal straight to the fucking paper, bathroom raper
But darling, did you know that shit?
You'll get my message 9 months later
...The Isle of Lucy jazz and blues festival
And, uh, it was tragic, really. He exploded on stage
Just like that
He just went up
He just was like a flash of green light...
The transformation will begin!
(Verse)
String words along like girls to the prom
And I could explode 'cause I'm the god damn bomb
The bulge that you see is rohypnol in my pocket
I've got your daughter in my palm
[?] my bead oh well oh well it's in your drink
I've got the forget pill twenty times over
And I think I'll start to use it like a four leaf clover
Took her to the path that's the last misdirection she had
She started to get real loose, juice
And I knew it was time to do what I do best
So I took off her dress
Wake up in the morning all bruised and confused and wondering when you used
Yeah I was at your place last night
But you don't remember face, you don't remember fight
But you feel violated, all right
You wake up in the morning try to figure it out
You remember the dreams about people like me, putting pills in drinks
To keep young ladies from stopping to think
You want to tell me how it feels
Well you could just give the real deal straight to the fucking paper, bathroom raper
But darling, did you know that shit?
You'll get my message 9 months later
...The Isle of Lucy jazz and blues festival
And, uh, it was tragic, really. He exploded on stage
Just like that
He just went up
He just was like a flash of green light...