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Al Duvall - Blend It Lyrics

Calling all alchemists, brewers and mulchers
To centrifuge samples of curious cultures
Pulverize pottery, paintings, and sculptures
Pump out the stomachs of musical vultures
Mix it up, and make a paste
So I might have a little taste

Calling on spawns of congenital dustbins
Mennonite mamas, and hillbilly cousbands
To copulate freely in couples and dozens
Unify languages, colors, and customs
Breed for me the perfect mate
So I can ask her on a date

The universe is in a grain of sand
It melts away here in my sweaty hand

Calling all comers to speed evolution
Into thе vat of corrosive solution
Separate gold that's lost in dilution
Primordial pudding that's free of pollution
If you can't blеnd it, you'll never end it
If you can't blend it, you'll never end it
If you can't blend it, you'll never end it