Still I'm not believin'
She used to ride my pony
Pi j'suis sorti avec Lola
"Shame on you, shame on you, -repeat"
But baby if you give me just one more try
And it hurts some, yeah you know it hurts some
Mucules be sore,
And my head's in the box full of bread...
of the G to the O to the D never done.
where the present situation is getting out of hand
You were born, and I were born
Make it sure, feel secure
It's all so crazy
What what uh
I was straight out illin',
for seven days and seven festival nights
Drowned out
Take a chance with my pants
Of the ones who had to stay behind ?
That cat Un, like the Acelney whip
a million magic crystals painted gold and white
But I just couldn't get free
Contre la fausse d?Tęmocratie
in questa gabbia...
Katydid nothing but shiver and cry,