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Sunday, February 06, 2005

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blimey de motherfucker just is so chill went ore me head and then you just got motherfuckin dollah signs till be dead
RRRRRRR goes the wrnech oh' me broken eyed dreams and ye laugh no more when I slit off your mean
aye says the timber and bring back me rum i'm sick of your bitchin and your lizards forked tongue

bend over ya bitch and i give ya a fuck
but i spoit on ye tit cuz ya nothing but a cunt
cry out u cursed and stand out ye braised for i'm just a damnn fucker with nothing to claim

so tell me dear lassy whats ya gonna be doin
when they knock down yer door and they kill off the tame
just me be a screamin that yer fucked
so lift up your hosens gimme a shuck godamned the lil cursed all i want....... is good luck!

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