Nothing Left To Bury Lyrics

At most it's number than Novocain
Squint reactions are the quintessential brain wave
Easy going but so hard to please

Molt rotation has come to an end
Circular days are circled then neglected
All shed castings, they fit so huge
Boring a hole in the floor of Jitterakadie

Thick amount per unit time
Agitative monarchs herniate
Skyey distance in boldface blue
Subscripting the whole of Jitterakadie