Lyrics:
suit
Which he purchased for only one buck
But then he found out he was just out of money
And so he got left in the lurch
Standin' and waitin' in front
by an old country church
I saw the drunkard stagger and lurch
And as he reached his mother's grave
I saw that drunkard kneel and pray
Lord
Nature's left me right in the lurch
This is my routine: first I ponder and peck
I look in the mirror and I shit on the deck
I try to fly, I bang my head
I
ending
What's the point of all the time I'm spending
Here, at this dead end job?
Oh, we are the working dead
And we lurch for minimum wage
But I'd
hurt
Deep throat til the b**** burp
Her best friend said let me at me, cousin Lurch
Smoking on that turf, get yo feelings hurt
At yo neck like a collar
hurt
Deep throat til the bitch burp
Her best friend said let me at me, cousin Lurch
Smoking on that turf, get yo feelings hurt
At yo neck like a collar
To throw myself off
In an effort to
Make it clear to whoever
Wants to know what it's like
When you're shattered
Left standing in the lurch at a church
the lurch
A standing and waiting in front of the end of this story
Which just goes to show
All a girl wants from a man is his
Sweet violets, sweeter
which he'd purchased for only one buck,
But then he found out he was just out of
Money and so he got left in the lurch,
Standing and waiting in front
The little game that you played
Has made her baby oh so blue.
You left me in the lurch,
You left me waiting at the church.
Boo-hoo,
That's why I'm
Heht jazzt nicht schlecht
Der Schellfisch singt hot
Der Wal bläst Nasal
Der Butt am Fagott
Der Molch und der Lurch
Die schwimmen nur durch
Und der Fisch
Heht jazzt nicht schlecht
Der Schellfisch singt hot
Der Wal bläst Nasal
Der Butt am Fagott
Der Molch und der Lurch
Die schwimmen nur durch
Und der Fisch
throw myself off
In an effort to make it clear to whoever
What it's like when you're shattered
Left standing in the lurch, at a church
Where people saying
that work boy
You ain't leavin' here 'til I wed first
Type to make your head burst
Oh, lil mama with the head work
She suck my dick 'til my leg lurch
She
playin' cards (Igor was cuttin' the deck)
Somebody screamed (There's Dracula,cover your neck)
Now Lurch was rockin' the mix and on his shirt it read
throw myself off
In an effort to make it clear to whoever
What it's like when you're shattered
Left standing in the lurch at a church
Where people saying
Lurch is aye, yo, this is not a circus
The zoo is closed, motherfuckers
It ain't no cursin' in the verse
Which you know is not perfect
And now you know
Long in tooth and soul
Longing for another win
Lurch into the fray
Weapon out and belly in
Warrior struggling
To remain consequential
Bellow
homes of England
The stately homes of England
Though rather in the lurch
Provide a lot of chances
For psychical research
There's the ghost
Which, with any luck, they might
We'll fight
For the Stately Homes of England
The Stately Homes of England,
Though rather in the lurch,
Provide
be a strain
I don't know why they leave me in the lurch
To carry on the search
It's driving me up the wall
Pity when I have so much passion
Which, with any luck, they might
We'll fight
For the Stately Homes of England
The Stately Homes of England,
Though rather in the lurch,
Provide
Which, with any luck, they might
We'll fight
For the Stately Homes of England
The Stately Homes of England,
Though rather in the lurch,
Provide
Which, with any luck, they might
We'll fight
For the Stately Homes of England
The Stately Homes of England,
Though rather in the lurch,
Provide
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