
Date of issue: 07.05.2009
Song language: English
Zeta Reticuli |
She’s under age, |
she goes to shows, |
she throw her briefs |
like all the other girls do. |
But when she’s safe at home |
where no-one can see her, |
she light her incense on and pray to the prisma god. |
Crystals and magic stones, |
pentagrams and unicorns. |
Zeta reticuli, |
affliction buried deep within. |
potions like amphetamin, |
nightly visits from her dad |
converted into new age cults. |
Hail to the prisma age. |