Lyrics

Twisted and wrung out
Blood from a turnip
The liquid tension
Drained from my tank
A cold enough
Brew for my burdens
Will jolt me up just fine when I wake

Lick and seal it
Smoke from an ember
Another person
To share in my glow
I wouldn't bet that
It ties every end
But I hope I get a last hit when I go

So good to be squozen
Honey could you please squeeze me?
I need to be squozen
God dammit could you please squeeze me?
Oh so good to be squozen, honey
Can you please squeeze me?
I need to be squozen
God dammit could you please squeeze me?

Crispy and burnt out
So much to ponder
The liquid lessons
Brining my brain
A strong enough
Potion to steep in
Will put me back in that sweet, sticky place
Hinting at something
Well past my vision
It's in a language
I cannot speak
A friendly specter
Hoping to haunt me
I hope I see them once more when I leave

So good to be squozen
Honey could you please squeeze me?
(Honey could you please squeeze me?)
I need to be squozen
God dammit could you please squeeze me?
So good to be squozen, honey
Can you please squeeze me?
I need to be squozen
God dammit could you please squeeze me?
So good to be squozen, honey
Can you please squeeze me?
(Nope)
I need to be squozen
God dammit could you please squeeze me?
So good to be squozen, honey
Can you please squeeze me?
(God dammit)
I need to be squozen
God dammit could you please squeeze me?
(Okay)