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• Artiste: Jon Langford
• Titre: Song Of The Dogs
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Dogs full of sea-dreams, of those expectations Which lie beyond expectations, of the Sun beating down and, in doing so, burning through color Dead-men city, cut-plank grit The pirate ships are in Lying off of brighton Sheets as full as well-sucked tits The pirate girls'll sail 'em Pirate poll Used to be a moll In the collage she happened to be in. From there exiled for preferring hell: Those oxford monks, Fingers up her cunt, Instructed her she lived in Original sin, And she replied, You all have died Though you're still alive Soon the pirate ships will be in Off we go, dogs with genitals Fierce and pierced, to all We've yet to dream of AND ALL YOU KNOW CAN GO TO HELL YOU'VE FUCKED UP A WORLD NOW SMELL YOUR OWN SMELL! ORIGINAL SIN