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She’s got factories for eyes
And you can tell by her gaze
That these shipbuilding waves
Are in undertow of lives
She’s resourced at lip service
But this lift is in disservice
And enlisting the servants
Last call for service
She’s got
more arms than venus
she’s got
She’s got you between her thighs
And everything she says
Does not explain her legs
As they tighten and surmise
Her hands from Coin and Pawn
Wear a ring right through your nose
And everywhere she knows
She’s got it going on
She’s got
more arms than venus
she’s got
The voices that she hears
Come right down a wire
Amendments are acquired
Decrypted to her ears
The sermon that she mounts
Helps to defray the cost
And every life that’s lost
Shows how a body counts
She’s got
more arms than venus
she’s got
The story that she tells
Goes by the metes and bounds
It grows by leaps and bounds
And everywhere it swells
The sword’s become her pen
But her thunderbolts don’t spark
This virgin’s on a lark
But she’s fucking wide open
She’s got
more arms than venus
she’s got
