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    Flash that buttery gold Jittery zeitgeist, wither by the watering hole, what a patrol What are we to Heart Huckabee, art fuckery suddenly Not enough young in his lung for the water wings Colorfully vulgar poacher, out of mulch Like, "I'ma pull the pulse out a soldier and bolt" Fine, sign of the time we elapse When a primate climb up a spine and attach Eye for an eye, by the bog life swamps and vines They get a rise out of frogs and flies So when a dogfight's hog- tied prize sort of costs a life The mouths water on a fork and knife And the allure isn't right

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    <lora:Richard_Hammond_XL:0.7> richard hammond, wearing flight suit, , awkward smile, standing in front of, wrecked jetplane, crater in ground (<lora:sdxl:0.7> burning, destroyed fighter jet in background) (jet on fire) cinematic
    cinematic photo, young kurt_russell, as solid snake, film adaption of video game, metal gear solid, <lora:M16 Rifle series:0.6> m16, rifle, series, gun, (Snake plissken) (solid snake) (metal gear solid), sneaking suit, artic submarine base playstation 2 graphics, underground
    <lora:ps1_style_SDXL_v2:0.75> pov k47, gun pointed at enemy soldier, fps gui, <lora:XL_Weapon_AK-47_Pov_-_By_HailoKnight:0.6>
    Now, if you never had a day a snow cone couldn't fix You wouldn't relate to the rogue vocoder blitz How he spoke through a NoDoz motor on the fritz ‘Cause he wouldn't play rollover fetch like a bitch And express no regrets, though he isn't worth a homeowner's piss To the jokers who pose by the glitz Fine, sign of the swine in the swarm When a king is a whore who comply and conform Miles outside of the eye of the storm With a siphon to lure out a prize and award While avoiding the vile and bizarre that is violence and war True blue triumph is more Like, "Wait, let it snake up out of the centerfold Let it break the walls of Jericho, ready go" Sat where the old, cardboard city folk Swap tales with heads, like every other penny throw
    When you were here before Couldn't look you in the eye You're just like an angel Your skin makes me cry You float like a feather In a beautiful world I wish I was special You're so fucking special
    Flash that buttery gold Jittery zeitgeist, wither by the watering hole, what a patrol What are we to Heart Huckabee, art fuckery suddenly Not enough young in his lung for the water wings Colorfully vulgar poacher, out of mulch Like, "I'ma pull the pulse out a soldier and bolt" Fine, sign of the time we elapse When a primate climb up a spine and attach Eye for an eye, by the bog life swamps and vines They get a rise out of frogs and flies So when a dogfight's hog-tied prize sort of costs a life The mouths water on a fork and knife And the allure isn't right
    Breathe with me Breathe the pressure Come play my game, I'll test ya Psychosomatic, addict, insane Breathe the pressure Come play my game, I'll test ya Psychosomatic, addict, insane (Come play my game) Inhale, inhale, you're the victim (Come play my game) Exhale, exhale, exhale Breathe the pressure
    Sucker love is known to swing Prone to cling and waste these things Pucker up for heavens sake There's never been so much at stake I serve my head up on a plate It's only comfort, calling late 'Cause there's nothing else to do Every me and every you
    Sucker love, a box I choose No other box I choose to use Another love I would abuse No circumstances could excuse In the shape of things to come Too much poison come undone 'Cause there's nothing else to do Every me and every you
    <lora:Flamethrower:1> flamethrower object <lora:Cinematic ww2 style:0.5> cinematic, ww2, style <lora:Cinematic Film:0.5> cinematic, film, style, (steve mcqueen:1.3), as an american GI in world war 2, shoots flames from a flamethrower towards the camera on a pacific island at night, illuminated by the flames, film still for war movie, cigarette
    text on the side of the ship saying "given"
    hd, 8k, 4k, photo, (Full body) real, slum, whore, prostitute darkened, dark, alley, alleyway, city, slums, night, dark,
    <lora:Richard_Hammond_XL:0.7> richard hammond, wearing spacesuit, on the moon, awkward smile, standing in front of, wrecked apollo capsule, crater in ground (<lora:sdxl:0.7> burning, destroyed fighter jet in background) (jet on fire) cinematic
    <lora:n47-peephole-v1:1> peephole view <lora:V3_Prison_CellCellblock_Background_and_Poses_Collection:0.75> side view, vladimir_putin sitting on concrete bench in solitary confinement , wearing orange jumpsuit, looking tired, sad, depressed
    cinematic, richard hammond, , standing next to burning wrecked car<lora:Richard_Hammond_XL:0.75> <lora:sdxl:0.6>
    photo, cinematic, film still full body shot, real, cinematic, tropical pacific island, steve mcqueen army uniform, army boots, helmet, using flamethrower at night <lora:Flamethrower:0.75> flamethrower object <lora:Cinematic ww2 style:0.6> cinematic, ww2, style, flames shooting towards jungle
    photo, cinematic, movie scene, (guy ritchie film) <lora:cashbaba:0.7> moneytime, money, pounds sterling, pound notes, handling money ,drug deal with a smartly dressed gangster in a dark soho alleyway at night in 1969 <lora:Perfect Hands v2:0.3>
    photo of a <lora:Richard_Hammond_XL:0.75>, richard_hammond, the hamster, standing in front of a crashed and burning racecar, with a nervous smile
    <lora:Chieftain_Tank_-_Early_SDXL:0.75> action shot, a chftntank is driving at speed through snow, partially submerged, viewed from low angle, in river, in rural estonia, mud and snow spraying, gloomy weather, drizzle, at dawn, winter
    <lora:Assault_rifle:0.7> <lora:Joel_Kinnaman:0.7> Joel_Kinnaman, aged 90, grey hair, long grey beard, holding gun, wearing white spacesuit, inside mars base, future space station, cinematic, determined expression, white assault rifle, gun painted white (pirate flag arm patch), gloves, shallow depth of field
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