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Saloon Song
02:44
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SALOON SONG
Mary Lou ate Susie for Breakfast
She’s had trouble keepin’ friends ever since
She says, “Darlin, I could never eat ya
But that Bitch really had it comin”
Two Big Bites from her giant tits
Two little nibbles from her tiny hips
Little Freddie gave his puppy a makeover
He snipped his ears and he cut off his nose
He says it’s all for the sake of an artist
And cries at night cause his hamster is gone
A little pill makes a quiet puppy
An oiled chainsaw makes an easy cut
No one came to your party
You ate cake by yourself
But honey baby you made this
Bed where you lie
I stole your boy and kissed your brother
You drove my car into a ravine
There’s no one left sittin in the bleachers
The audience is down to you and me
Two little girls walkin in stilettos
Two little girls with a machete each
You know best, I know best
So what’s the tears, what’s the tears, what you cryin for
When you get what you thought that you wanted all along
Cry Uncle, Say Mercy, I won’t let you be
Cry Uncle, Say Mercy, I’ll still burn your house down
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Terd
04:17
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TERD
What you think is the end of the world
Is just another a terd
Spit into your mouth
So don’t you, start to chew
Spit it out, spit it out
Spit it out, Spit it out
When you feel the boat start to stray
It’s just the water’s sway
The pull of the tide
So don’t cry, just try
Baby, don’t cry
Baby, don’t cry
Baby, don’t cry
I always turn anthills into mountains
I always turn puddles into the sea
What you think is the end of the world
Is just another a terd
Spit into your mouth
So don’t you, start to chew
No, no, no, no
It’s frustrating trying to find my footing
It’s frustrating trying to get it together
It’s impossible to see what’s in front of me
With these tears in my eyes
Like steering a boat that’s dragging an anchor
I’m moving forward, moving forward
With shit in my teeth
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3. |
Swimming
03:09
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SWIMMING
It’s been too long, too long
Since you put your lips on mine, Babe
It’s been too long, too long
since you put your lips on mine
I cry every night, you go out for a little while
It’s been too long, too long
So put your lips on mine
It’s been too long, too long
Since you put your hips on mine, Babe
It’s been too long, too long
Since you put your hips on mine
I get night sweats every time, you go out for a little while
It’s been too long, too long
So put your hips on mine
I can feel the ocean in my bed
Come swim in the ocean, in my bed
Waves down to our toes and over our heads
Come swim in the ocean in our
Shake the moon for me
Shake the moon
Lift the tide, raise these waters
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