Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Pet Sound, artist - Puppetmastaz. Album song Creature Funk, in the genre ПопDate of issue: 31.12.2004
Record label: EMI Germany, Virgin
Song language: English
Pet Sound |
| Turbid: |
| Yes it’s Turbid and I like to reclaim freely |
| Like tracks of da pigeons in the air you don’t see me |
| I’m a host of magical illusions |
| I be callin' vast amount of tibbits and intrusions |
| Croucho: |
| I love this place |
| It smells so good |
| It puts me in |
| A sunset mood |
| The skies pour down |
| Like ice cream |
| Listen to the juice |
| Of my light beam |
| Snuggles: |
| This the sun settin' snuggles |
| Stepppin' up |
| Fill your hearts like a teddy bear |
| Fizzy is my flow, fuzzy is my wear |
| Comin' in layers of sugar and frost |
| Sprad that fluffy island dust |
| Petticoat lady, pet the little bunny |
| Runny with the honey and I don’t need money |
| Fresh lemonade and sugar cane |
| Melting on the palm of my hand |
| Take you to the empty pleasure land |
| Boowaboowaboowaboo |
| Pet sound honey baby |
| Rubber soul runny Glowstick gravy |
| Boowaboowaboowaboo |
| Good luck fot the ride |
| Good luck for the ride |
| Good luck for the ride |
| That beats your dusty ride, that’s right |
| Croucho: |
| Boil it down |
| Caramelize |
| Make it soft for the ladies eyes |
| Get down on the croucho playground |
| In the chicklet castle i’m a goon in a gown |
| Wizard: |
| Sun and moon go hand in hand |
| Cryin' tears of a puppet band |
| If there’s a fire, there’s a fireman |
| Fun’s to be heard across the land |
| I do magical tricks, got a truckload full |
| Lying on the beach I get grabbed by the pull |
| Of the mystery waters |
| This one goes out to all sons and daughters |
| Turbid: |
| I be wobbelin gobbelin, see dis is da stardust-robbery |
| Pleasure island, where you come from dis is destillery |
| Of our minds our mission |
| We be fishin' for da loontoons rubbersoul spreadin' superstissiones |
| Pit: |
| The Beach and the Shore, cut copy and paste |
| Pitch mothafucka you know we got taste |
| Shhhhh — that’s how we do it |
| Shhhhh — 's how we grow doobidoo |
| Pet sound honey baby |
| Rubber soul runny Glowstick gravy |
| Bunny: |
| After dark we get the glowsticks out |
| Phosphorise and dont worry about |
| Nothin' never and no mans |
| Sellin' my muffins and charm in grams |
| Hammerhead: |
| Hold it, hold it |
| This is too sweet for me |
| I like salt water on a blood red reef |
| I eat off the shores of the pleasure island |
| Hammerhead, meatpies for milesin my land |
| Turbid: |
| We is a fluid unit |
| 'n we is not going soon |
| It’s mars to settle down |
| For da stars da worlds a clown |
| Down us is goin' as a firethrower showin heat |
| Yeah ourselves is the one in the end we’s gonna meet |
| Yeah I wish you a good luck 'ah to store your nuts |
| To store your fruits |
| Whatever your boy whatever your mood’s like |
| We gonna keep on hikin through your chemicals |
| Whatever you say, your mind’s cotrolled by my chemicals |
| Of fills and skills over the hills |
| And shores we be spreadin' our dumbass thrills |