congratulations! now put the knife back in the medicine cabinet.
no contestation. now put the knife back. put the knife back. knife back.
didn't you read the one about the youth who ate the blue-black-lead?
didn't you read the one about the youth who ate the blue-black-lead-blue washington bullet?
if this is the cream of the crop, it's time to start burning some fields.
if this is the cream of the crop, it's time to start burning some fields.
years past, stop gap, too little yield.
if this is the cream of the crop, it's time to start burning some fields.
if this is the cream of the crop, it's time to start burning some fields.
if this is the cream of the crop, it's time to start burning some fields.
years past, stop gap, too little yield.
if this is the cream of the crop, it's time to start burning some.
decline? decline? decline? decline?
make me. make me.
no cognoscenti can stab critique in the back for making me cognizant.
the scissor blades spin another twelve hours, then we're taking your medicine.
if this is the cream of the crop, it's time to start burning some fields.
if this is the cream of the crop, it's time to start burning some fields.
years past, stop gap, too little yield.
if this is the cream of the crop, it's time to start burning some fields.
if this is the cream of the crop, it's time to start burning some fields.
if this is the cream of the crop, it's time to start burning some fields.
years past, stop gap, too little yield.
if this is the cream of the crop, it's time to start burning some.
you can make believe, enfant terrible.
the secrets out: you wet the bed.
to fertilize your list of names, bouquets, and passing interests.
please. put the knife back in the medicine cabinet.
put the knife back in the medicine cabinet.
put the knife back in the medicine cabinet.
put the knife back in the medicine cabinet.
Songteksten
no contestation. now put the knife back. put the knife back. knife back.
didn't you read the one about the youth who ate the blue-black-lead?
didn't you read the one about the youth who ate the blue-black-lead-blue washington bullet?
if this is the cream of the crop, it's time to start burning some fields.
if this is the cream of the crop, it's time to start burning some fields.
years past, stop gap, too little yield.
if this is the cream of the crop, it's time to start burning some fields.
if this is the cream of the crop, it's time to start burning some fields.
if this is the cream of the crop, it's time to start burning some fields.
years past, stop gap, too little yield.
if this is the cream of the crop, it's time to start burning some.
decline? decline? decline? decline?
make me. make me.
no cognoscenti can stab critique in the back for making me cognizant.
the scissor blades spin another twelve hours, then we're taking your medicine.
if this is the cream of the crop, it's time to start burning some fields.
if this is the cream of the crop, it's time to start burning some fields.
years past, stop gap, too little yield.
if this is the cream of the crop, it's time to start burning some fields.
if this is the cream of the crop, it's time to start burning some fields.
if this is the cream of the crop, it's time to start burning some fields.
years past, stop gap, too little yield.
if this is the cream of the crop, it's time to start burning some.
you can make believe, enfant terrible.
the secrets out: you wet the bed.
to fertilize your list of names, bouquets, and passing interests.
please. put the knife back in the medicine cabinet.
put the knife back in the medicine cabinet.
put the knife back in the medicine cabinet.
put the knife back in the medicine cabinet.
Songteksten