Smegma
Dead Yeti
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Blood, dripping down my septum Blood, Noah is around me but The weak blow his arc and stole Mud, filling up my brew Tip top, kissing on a whistle stop tour of your insides Smegma pidgeonhole Got an old Smegma fridge and all the trimmings and gold Women and mould Bin man bold lettering Shimmering seashells on a sea shore But they never get sold And it never gets cold in hell Cos the lava won't rebel Greek Birdy with a Mozambique Asleep in a new green Jeep What is the answer to life? Mud tripping on my doldrums Sudden gore, blood and all that guff What a little pinprick You're at shindig You got your brand new ear wig Smegma pidgeonhole Got an old Smegma fridge and all the trimmings and gold Women and mould Bin man bold lettering Shimmering seashells on a sea shore But they never get sold And it never gets cold in hell
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