TRiCKLE DOWN
POLYACHi
Become A Better Singer In Only 30 Days, With Easy Video Lessons!
Do you get, like, a punch card? Say ten prayers, be a dick That last one, it doesn't count That barista is a witch She shrank your hubby undies She make him wee-wee twitch She make you wish you younger All you are is old and rich Trick down the inseam line An ingrown hair in your mind Sugar Drink Pineapple and Lemon Pine Sol And just a hint of Almond Joy Suck it down Keep your mind unlevened Reverend alone with little boys Each Sunday, suggestion box The Cosmic Manager Counts your tips, jacks you off Smells your kids, culls orchids Through His humble, pedo underboss He sends you an invite at the end of days Prompt service, no backtalk All the Booms sail away! Trickle down the inseam line An ingrown hair in your mind Sugar Drink Pineapple and Lemon Pine Sol And just a hint of Almond Joy Suck it down Keep your mind unlevened Reverend alone with little boys You should smile There's money in Heaven Reverend alone with girls and boys You're perfect And none are forgiven Children are only broken toys
Become A Better Singer In Only 30 Days, With Easy Video Lessons!
Written by: Cameron Leehey, Schuyler Leehey
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