Zookeeper - Honey Claws

Hm, tiger, tiger, I feel for you

Illest hunter inside the coupe

Naughty smack yacks with the fuel for that

Chisel at the bars till the two crack an EP

Baby got a heart that beats

Roadrunner, tangent, cartoon freak

Obsessed much with the sure to catch bloody mess pending

Crush on coyote 'cause her cause ain’t bending

Vickie, vulture, lack the culture and the combination of, the look sucks

Hunter books to slay the prey in any nook

Cranny, cranberry, babble speech dictionary

Hairy knuckle, fuckin' shaving with a razor from zoo-keep Larry

On a mound of breeding well exceeding your target

Output, future speech, I beseech your outlook

Poetically blunt, vasectomy cunt

Don’t you ever get lucked 'cause you’re bound to get fucked

67 bucks, finger, touch scaly backside

Whale dick running shit, photograph archived

All the time through the night: mental drills from here to Turkey

Chicken worm food, worky-work for my jerky poo

Monkey do junky pee, moat around the titty tree

Kitty scene, lap the teet, lap the wicky-wicked king

Zookeeper own a beeper hitting up the cheater cheetah

For some cheeba late at night, he’ll smoke him if he doesn’t feed it right (woo,

error)

All the people that we know are animals behind mechanical

Devices handed license they could die at any time

Sitting in between the birth canal and incandescent tunnel is the chance

To feed the wild side, feed the fucker right

All the people that we know are animals behind mechanical

Devices handed license they could die at any time

Sitting in between the birth canal and incandescent tunnel is the chance

To feed the wild side, feed the fucker right

Out of practice, platy-pussy pack the mattress

Stacked up to ceiling speakin' foul in captions

How many hybrids can we fit in a dorm

Before it starts to look zoo-similar, off-shore

Scoping from the window-sill, telescope, nerdy-skilled

Americana surf song, thunder-thighed people are real

They exist unless you can’t make-pretend

You’re really all alone in power-animal dens

I’m Jack’s naggin' pansy-mind

Today I bitched a lot and had a damn good time

Complicated confiscation of the space behind the face

Replace it with the spongy self-absorbent waste paste

And I’m dense, way to dense to approach

Shallow motherfuckers get evaporated way before

They step into the alpha circle

Drawn in purple droopy nurple-urkle pants, dance till I’m all alone

That’s what I want

That’s what I want

That’s what I want

I’m such a fucking animal

That’s what I want

That’s what I want

That’s what I want

You’re such a fucking animal

All the people that we know are animals behind mechanical

Devices handed license they could die at any time

Sitting in between the birth canal and incandescent tunnel is the chance

To feed the wild side, feed the fucker right

All the people that we know are animals behind mechanical

Devices handed license they could die at any time

Sitting in between the birth canal and incandescent tunnel is the chance

To feed the wild side, feed the fucker right