Testo Postmodern Falconry

I held the waterfall, felt all it fall,
returned the favor

I held the loving cup, made nice to all
the friends you gave her

Its nothing like two new balloons
Stuck in your secret pocket
I tasted caramel and plugged the amp
Into the socket

Now we've got fantasies
to meet and greet Return the savior

Postmodern Falconry we sought
to teach Dr. Xavier

We'll hide inside the mall and kill it all
The lonely locket

LeBron the labyrinth taking off inside
A secret rocket