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Balls Deep Lyrics by Hunter Hart

The Sock Puppet Wedding

2018

One, two, three, four

(Verse 1)
Lemon juice squeezed in my cuts, and coffee in my flask
Whirlpools twist in pop bottles, fish swim in the toilet
Snorting cake mix through your nose, using ball point pens for joints
Pay for sex but don't finish, eat a sandwich instead

(Chorus)
Oh my hair feels like yogurt, and it tastes like gasoline
My bloods like cheap white wine, at a drive in movie theatre
It's raining red ink, and ruining my pants
And the northern lights shine high in the sky like heroin in my veins

(Verse 2)
Balls deep in virginity, can't afford a washing machine
Pi times two, radius, and height but the pop can falls to a stone
The tigers flesh unravels from its skin, at the local zoo
We go together just like a drunk driver and a telephone pole

(Chorus)
Oh my hair feels like yogurt, and it tastes like gasoline
My bloods like cheap white wine, at a drive in movie theatre
It's raining red ink, and ruining my pants
And the northern lights shine high in the sky like heroin in my veins

(Verse 3)
Whiskey filled up my brain, when I was ten years old
The jury took a wrong turn, and ended up in the food court
Table vibrations turn into earthquake warnings
I've got an aspartame addiction for the boys back at home

(Chorus)
Oh my hair feels like yogurt, and it tastes like gasoline
My bloods like cheap white wine, at a drive in movie theatre
It's raining red ink, and it's ruining my pants
And the northern lights shine high in the sky like heroin in my veins

(Verse 4)
On the street there's a brown cow, producing chocolate milk
High off my mind, I can feel gravity leave me too
Swords lacerate my throat like a big, fat steak
Cannons shooting maple syrup, to keep my house on the ground

(Chorus)
Oh my hair feels like yogurt, and it tastes like gasoline
My bloods like cheap white wine, at a drive in movie theatre
It's raining red ink, and ruining my jeans
And heroin shines high like the northern sky

(Outro)
Oh my hair feels like yogurt, and it tastes like gasoline
My bloods like cheap white wine, at a drive in movie theatre
It's raining red ink, and ruining my jeans
And the heroin shines in my veins, like the northern lights in the sky
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Hunter Hart

Hunter Hart

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"Balls Deep" appears on "The Sock Puppet Wedding" in 2018.

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