Chariots Of The Gods
Duck Sauce, Rockets"Chariots Of The Gods" é uma música de Duck Sauce, Rockets, 2014, Pop. A música tem 5:51 de duração, 41 lines / 207 words.
Letra
0:23It is time
0:27What is what is that
0:31Those floating machines are becoming so perfected
0:34I can see now how the prophecy is being fulfilled
0:38Look up
1:16We've come to your planet as emissaries of universal intelligence
1:21I'm convinced that the earth is being visited
1:25By intelligently controlled extraterrestrial vehicles
1:29That's impossible
1:33What is it
1:35Behavior of UFOs in the sky
1:37What
1:41The so called flying saucers
1:42In other words are real
1:44Chariots of the Gods
2:32Uh oh
2:41Gah
2:41They're attacking us
3:02Chariots of the Gods
4:01Gods
4:03Gods
4:05Gods
4:07Gods
4:47In the beginning was the word
4:50And the word was duck
4:53And lo the word of duck was quack
4:57The sound that replicates the sound of the grand opening
5:01Crack of the primordial egg
5:04And that ex ovo omnia epigenetic moment
5:08In the garden of Ened
5:11A quack sound that is echoless
5:15To the ears of duck-less mysoginists
5:18Un-attuned to the subtle acoustics of the duck sound
5:22Those ignorami whose minds have not been
5:26E-duck-ated in Duckology 101
5:30And who are thus not acquainted with the teachings of duck
5:35And more over our pulchritudinous duck
5:39Hears throughout the ether
5:41The bial-rhythmnic beats of an electro-chemical fusion of
5:47Techno funky vinyl scratching
5:51That makes her tail feathers shake
It is time What is what is that Those floating machines are becoming so perfected I can see now how the prophecy is being fulfilled Look up We've come to your planet as emissaries of universal intelligence I'm convinced that the earth is being visited By intelligently controlled extraterrestrial vehicles That's impossible What is it Behavior of UFOs in the sky What The so called flying saucers In other words are real Chariots of the Gods Uh oh Gah They're attacking us Chariots of the Gods Gods Gods Gods Gods In the beginning was the word And the word was duck And lo the word of duck was quack The sound that replicates the sound of the grand opening Crack of the primordial egg And that ex ovo omnia epigenetic moment In the garden of Ened A quack sound that is echoless To the ears of duck-less mysoginists Un-attuned to the subtle acoustics of the duck sound Those ignorami whose minds have not been E-duck-ated in Duckology 101 And who are thus not acquainted with the teachings of duck And more over our pulchritudinous duck Hears throughout the ether The bial-rhythmnic beats of an electro-chemical fusion of Techno funky vinyl scratching That makes her tail feathers shake
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