[Lyric] Arlente (GODDAMN GOTHS ON METH)

C’est beau, Chaud, oeuf porno
Oui, œuf de balle
Gough’s theory dictates to me
This book of John Wayne
Stead ills on young brandy
A trip down desperate lovers line
Tilt me tout inside a rune
Recross-eyed idle fun time

A jig, a jag, a boon
Jam-rig out, too punk tomb
Meth today we have all afternoon
Still basking about Eve-ills
Omni-impotent phantom hardens
And will schlep that rue evermore
ID knot unmask atom
A stare, a drink, a taboo
A boon
Aboon