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And the mice and Klingons in your beard are screaming 'f*g' at me
or
The mice that hang on to your beard are screaming 'f**' at me.
When the ice that clings onto your beard is screaming agony.
As he bends to pet the doggie
As he bends to pick the dog end
As he bends to pick a dog up
As he bends to pick the dog end
Crying in the old suck
Drying in the cold sun
Do you still remember December fuck'n freez
Do you still remeber December's foggy freeze
Dooshing out the foul stench
Sitting on a park bench
Dying in the cold sun
Drying in the cold sun
Eyeing little girls in satin pants
Eyeing little girls with bad intent
Eyeing little girls with bandaged hands
Eyeing little girls with bad intent
No, but i feel like an idiot.
Eyeing little girls with bat in hand
Eyeing little girls with bad intent
Eyeing little girls with fat intent.
Eyeing little girls with bad intent.
Sitting on a park bench five little girls in battered panties
or
Eyeing little girls with panties pent
or
Eyeing little girls with fattened heads
or
Eyeing little girls with fattened heads
Eyeing little girls with bad intent
Eyeing little girls with padded tents
Eyeing little girls with bad intent
Eyeing little girls with panties tense
Eyeing little girls with bad intent
Eying little girls with battered panties.
Eying little girls with bad intent.
Feeling like a dead c***.
Feeling like a dead duck.
Feeling up a dead duck
Feeling like a dead duck
Five little girls in battered tents
Eyeing little girls with bad intent
Five little girls in satin pants.
Eyeing little girls with bad intent.
Five little girls with bad implants
Eyeing little girls with bad intent
Five little girls with battened tents.
Eying little girls with bad intent.
Five little girls with battered 10-speeds
Eyeing little girls with bad intent
Five little girls with battered heads
Eyeing little girls with bad intent
Flowers bloom like gnats in the spring.
Flowers bloom like madness in the spring.
Flowers bloom like maggots in the spring.
Flowers bloom like madness in the spring.
Flowers bloom like members in the spring
Flowers bloom like madness in the spring
Flowers move like magnets in a spring.
Flowers bloom like madness in the spring.
Flying is a pulson
Drying in the cold sun
Greasy fingers striking savage blows
Greasy fingers smearing shabby clothes
He bends to pick a dog a**.
As he bends to pick the dog end.
Leg hurting bad As he bends to pet the dog and He goes down to the park and wants his feed.
Leg hurting bad As he bends to pick a dog-end He goes down to the bog and warms his feet.
Leg hurting bad, as he bends to kick a dog in.
Leg hurting bad, as he bends to pick a dog-end.
Leg hurting bad
As he bends to pet the dog and
He goes down to the park and warms his feet.
Leg hurting bad
As he bends to pick a dog-end
He goes down to the bog and warms his feet.
Neck hurtin' bad, as he bends to pay kuh-Doggie
He goes down to the park and mourns his peace
Leg hurting bad
As he bends to pick a dog-end
He goes down to the bog and warms his feet.
Neck hurting bad
As he bends to pick a dark end
He goes down to the park and warms his feet
Leg hurting bad
As he bends to pick a dog-end
He goes down to the bog and warms his feet
Nectared and fat
As he bends to pick a dog-end,
He goes down to the bar and warms his feet.
Leg hurting bad
As he bends to pick a dog-end,
He goes down to the bog and warms his feet.
Nicotine bat
Leg hurting bad
Nine little girls in satin tents.
Eying little girls with bad intent.
Peeing like a dead duck
Feeling like a dead duck
Pot is smoking out his nose
Lying to my oldest son
Spitting out words like damn & f***
Hey, I am h***.
Snot is running down his nose
Drying in the cold sun
Feeling like a dead duck
Spitting out pieces of his broken luck
Hey, Aqualung!
Shitting on a park bench
Sitting on a park bench
Sitting on a park bench
Eying little girls with padded tits
Sitting on a park bench
Eying little girls with bad intent
Sitting on a park bench
Eyeing little girls with patted t**.
Sitting on a park bench
Eyeing little girls with bad intent.
Sitting on a park bench
Sitting on the pot bitch
Sitting on a pork roast
Sitting on a park bench
Sitting on a red duck.
Feeling like a dead duck.
Sitting on the park bench, five little girls with bad intent
Sitting on the park bench, eyeing little girls with bad intent
Snot is running down his nose
Driving with an old son
Feeling like a dead duck
Spitting out pieces of his broken lung.
Snot is running down his nose
Drying in the cold sun
Feeling like a dead duck
Spitting out pieces of his broken luck.
Socks running down his nose.
Snot running down his nose.
Spitting out pieces of his broken lung.
Spitting out pieces of his broken luck.
Spitting out pieces of his broken lungs!
Spitting out pieces of his broken luck.
Spitting out pieces of his broken lung
Spitting out pieces of his broken luck
Spitting out pieces of his throat and lung.
Spitting out pieces of his broken luck.
Spitting out pieces of his throat and lung
Spitting out pieces of his broken luck
Stop running daddy's nose
Crying in the old suck
Feeling like a bad duck
Spitting out pieces of his broken love.
Snot running down his nose
Drying in the cold sun
Feeling like a dead duck
Spitting out pieces of his broken luck.
Sun's frickin' cold.
Sun streaking cold
Sun-streaken cold
Sun-streaking cold
They still remember December's froggy freeze.
Do you still remember December's foggy freeze?
Throw him a bone
A nd it hits him in the noggin.
Feeling alone
As he bends to pick a dog-end.
Watching as the frilly Paki's run.
Watching as the frilly panties run.
Editor's note: This performer is a band, not the first and last name of a solo artist. Therefore, it should be properly sorted under the letter "J".
Watching as the pretty pansies run.
Watching as the frilly panties run.
Watching as the pretty panties run.
Watching as the frilly panties run.
Watching as the pretty pappies run!
Watching as the frilly panties run!
Watching as the pretty pathies run
Watching as the pretty panties run
When the ice that clings onto your beard
Is screaming at your knees
When the ice that clings onto your beard
Is screaming agony
When the lice clinged to your beard was screaming agony
When the ice that clings onto your beard is screaming agony.
When they heist the thing on to your bed
With screaming agony.
When the ice that clings onto your beard
Is screaming agony.
You poor old sot
You poor old sod
let curtain back as he bends to pet a doggy
leg hurting bad and bends to pick a dog end