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V Filth And Fury,
I´m gonna ride a pumpkin
Like a holy murder when beat by hoe
Just gonna pist around it
Like a teacher know, what I do
And I´m dreamin´ about pull-in when I´m feelin´ like a dog in heat
When I see those guys across the street
And I´m trying to blow my mind but It burns all
I´m gonna rip it off
Like a flying monkey from my home
I´m gonna paint it blue
´Cos HIS vagina was gray, I understood
And I will take all your simple and I´ll make it complicated
I will make from you substitute that you hated
And I´m trying to blow my mind but It burns all
Trouble´s time
If you know what I talk about
You´ll met it when you see me hitchin´ a ride
Hu,hu,huhu
Hu,hu,huhu
Hu,hu,huhu
Hu,hu,huhu
I´m gonna go there
I´ll slip and hook to paradise
Doctor crused is there
He is cartoon long left of public eye
And mother Superior shouts "God´s consolation prize"
Trouble´s time
If you know what I talk about
You´ll met it when you see me hitchin´ a ride
By the road to grave
I´m hitchin´ a ride
By the road to grave
To the paradise
By the road to grave
I´m hitchin a ride
Just say 1,2,3......
Hu,hu,huhu
Hu,hu,huhu
Hu,hu,huhu
You´ll met it, when you see me hitchin´ a ride
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