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letra de what he knows - feet (soil eater)

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[chorus: feet]
what he knows
is what he can’t forget
inside of the beagle
his words were illegal
behind sails
the traveler tells tales
throwing away the sh-lls
he will be sent to h-ll (doom)

[verse 1: pepeyrosa]
living in britain, in down house divisions
his position will change he’ll get out of this prison
beagle expeditions he was on a mission
to research his vision against those religions
evolution ambitions, the church finds him guilty
he won’t be forgiven, his findings found silly
he’s stricken with thoughts, staring at the filthy
walls that surrounds him as hе leaves the city
writing tons and tons and tons, hе did it when the feeling comes
yielding cum and having children ‘till his congealing comes
now keep him up throwing out all the eaten turtle sh-lls
won’t leave his hut ‘till he smells the barnacle smell
his books are swell, he did so well, darwin is so great
need an omen ult to get his way out of this place
he rests his case, the galapagos islands are out of the way
the night before sciencemas day, i lay here and think
[chorus: feet]
what he knows
is what he can’t forget
inside of the beagle
his words were illegal
behind sails
the traveler tells tales
throwing away the sh-lls
he will be sent to h-ll (doom)

[verse 2: pepeyrosa]
every day
he just wrote and wrote
in the galapagos
stuck there on his boat
sailing fast
the wind like a jett dash
his research made cash
i’m grateful for the evolutionary theory
understand
he knows he can’t return
because in h-ll he’ll burn
the church just wouldn’t learn
they’ll execute him
if he publishes
all the things he wrote
on that funny boat
[chorus: feet]
what he knows
is what he can’t forget
inside of the beagle
his words were illegal
behind sails
the traveler tells tales
throwing away the sh-lls
he will be sent to h-ll (doom)

[verse 3: feet]
he wound up
in prison for us
so we could be
knowledgeable and free
he is looking
for turtles to eat
but nothing beats
eating soil with feet
problems arise
the priests inside
are in for a
darwin genocide
creatures die
all the time
they’ll evolve
they just need some time
[chorus: feet]
what he knows
is what he can’t forget
inside of the beagle
his words were illegal
behind sails
the traveler tells tales
throwing away the sh-lls
he will be sent to h-ll (doom)

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