The Metamolfosis from Booys Road by Boys Road

I found a pirate map under my bed
it was dirty and smelled like cheese
it tends and lends a magical wallet
filled with fairy dust and gold
it had a zombie's drivers license
I sailed a boat to Spain
I'm still in a little bit of pain
as I hitchhike across Europe
till I found my Transylvanian surprise

everybody spoke in tongues with strange accents
a ten foot tall man's bed was on the X
and he challenged me to a duel
his body landed on my sword by accident
I played the xylophone on his ribs

I now drank vodka with rasputin
he gave me part of the loot
I owe him my soul for every hole in the ten foot tall man's body
(body)

I'm a mole in the Russian machinery
a cog in the soviet wheel
I'm a mole in the Russian scenery
drank some rum and went for a run with Davy Jones

I became a hitman and the hangman's noose was my home
and I wound up all alone
when I was an executioner the hangman's noose was my own
I was still all alone

I'm a mole
in the Russian machinery
a cog
in the soviet wheel
I'm a mole
in the Russian scenery
drank some rum
and went on a run with Davy Jones

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