Morph Dusseldorf - The Disco Biscuits

Morph is who a boy you see, he’s changing as we speak

From Adana to aleman in twenty-forms a week

A rock at three to feel still the wind at four to fly

Posted by Brownstein:

At ten (tomorrow) we’ll huff a mighty greer, cause troopers comin by

On uncivilized area:

At six he’ll be in Texas, when trooper’s comin' by

All social situations, he handles like a dream

A chameleon in space and form, in color too it seems

The ability to not be seen, though you see him everywhere

Posted by brownstein:

And morph has said tomorrow, that you’ll see him over there

On uncivilized area:

Morph in here tomorrow, and he’ll be right over there

Morph, morph from Dusseldorf, changing all the time

And if you stay the same one day, that night will be sublime

Morph, morph from Dusseldorf, no need to drink that wine

Cause if you wish to break the date with your savvy concubine