Sex Cult For Two Synth Draft (Level Tweaking)
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Slight improvement to the Synth Draft Lyrics: The fools clearly cannot stop me deary I'm now powered by Functional Programming and Category Theory Punk in twenty twenty five Is a giant list of rules Like some experiment that strives To sort the donkeys from the mules I was dealing with the stressors And the chill going through my bones And getting nasty bouts of cooties Indiana Jones Is a fantasy about a professor With no admin duties In the midst of all the spam I found this nugget to be true That you can just meet a cutie on a tram And form a sex cult of two She made an involuntary glance at my pecs And said look you silly chud If a man is scared of period sex He shouldn't have sex peery ud What a pity it isn't a sin to drink water For how good it would taste And when i saw the rich guy's daughter at the table I had decided That she wasn't going to waste Not to get too raw About contextualizing Fick's law But women are position And men are momentum So to cap off his patron's tantrum Her father's chef was giving a rendition Of his confused proclivity To identify with kinematic diffusivity This budding culinary poltroon Spun his wooden spoon like a virtuoso torsional He said your nose and your weenie length are proportional This tends to trump your looks The girls all to go for bestial Therefore Pinocchio writes the history books He had his mind in the gutter But his take was immaterial For he wasn't just cooking He was pan frying with butter Something downright magisterial I'm far too busy keeping my hair and nails in sheen But the male brain cannot comprehend Pasta with no protein Are the twenty-twenties going to be known For an anticipated hype bubble Their entire length I try I swear to stay out of trouble But Lord give me strength She was an actuary With a minor in geo-visceral The mailed fist in the soft glove And had a habit of mogging And I balked at her solipsistic Acrobatics and took to deriding her fake Emulation of the yokel frankly it was rather sus Her take on politicization of movement or the lack thereof Was That Bedrotting is aristocratic Taking a walk is communist Hiking is reactionary Riding the bus is social democrat And Jogging is neoliberal I'm way ahead On getting her to make me a sandwich You need to get up to speed I'm impressing her in her DM's Saying things in a dead language She can't even read With eyes that pierced me like a laser, she asked What the fuck is this Frutiger Aero erasure I'd lost the plot somewhere but I knew She'd never been where she was referring back to I said self-improvers trying to give advice Are like here are the numbers i used to win the lottery And then I paid the price She screeched at me Kind of like a peer reviewer When you try to sneak in irony I decided to hit below the belt I said hey don't pout This pasta is delish And you look positively radiant But as regards Billie Eilish I'd venture that sleepy trout Probably have a perfection gradient Just like anything else My remark may be out of place But who are we to dump on her creative space She fired back We went to Plymouth Rock And your idea of being expressive was Sorry if you find the terminal moraine Insufficiently impressive The backers of mass media found out how to Find their way to society's garbage disposal They overestimate humans' entertainment value Except in the absurdity of the proposal Welcome to the you and I verse It contains a bunch of lines Instead of being rather terse X and Y combines Some things that could be worse Like making wine before it's time 492: Sex Cult For Two Synth Draft (v8 Level Tweaking) released November 11, 2025 uses the same art for both Synth versions Feature.fm link to this track: https://ffm.to/sex-cult-for-two-v8 SoundCloud link for this track: https://soundcloud.com/doug-stoothoff/1062-2_doug-stoothoff_sex-cult?in=doug-stoothoff/sets/drzk Spotify for this track: https://open.spotify.com/track/2FZJgMiVuZgWv2O4ahGw32