Fame, less like seamus finnigin Crimson like the chinigen Fluid, stickin to it like cinnamon End up in the woods, repenting for my sins again You're bogus, I'm focused cause I'm closest to the pin again Put me in a sin bin, well you're gettin' the middle finger then Rock em sock em, all you cock blockers, stop it Seriously, fock em, don't knock it...Learn More

Okay, just a couple of things, double bluffed by muppets Or coupled on puppet strings, give a fuck? doesn't Mr and ms smuffit can stuff it, up is where I chuck it Shucks fucker, might be the best couple that I ever heard Better than a heavy sweater on a clever bird At long last the contrast is vast Like that between a heavy petter and a never...Learn More

Bellfield, lost boys, jumping in the nettle patches No shoes, fuck rules, running with metal hatchets Several throws, safe to say we got plenty catches Had crazy long hair, way down past our shoulders We didn't touch razors till we were way older Went out the fields to spend an hour with the calfs Stayed past when pat shouted howa at the calfs If I...Learn More