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• Artiste: Used (The)
• Titre: Iddy Biddy
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I'll take one for the money cause I've already paid, I'll take two for the lava under shifting of plates. I'll take three for South America distorted in Gondwana. Call me up down under when they kill Captain America Now, okay I'm back up take the four five six Hang me upside down like a crucifix Alright I lied I'm on the borrow. Bub, I bet you cut yourself, I bet you cut yourself for the feeling A-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha Why can't I sing for the Little Biddy baby? Wouldn't be surprised if no one thinks that there's a pig[?] in there Me and Crowley coming over got my sledge hammer I stand aside and just play dead One twenty on the tick is where it began Two twenty, twenty seven people walked to the canyon Just only for the experience and pray for the delivery If you feel like crying jesus fucked up too much to the head. I'm sorry Mahatma was a racist wreck Bojaxhiu was a cunty bitch She had to blow it up the four, oh I bet you cut yourself, I bet you cut yourself Why can't I sing for the Little Biddy baby? Wouldn't be surprised if no one thinks that there's a pig[?] in there Me and Crowley coming over got my sledge hammer. I stand aside and just play dead. Don't need your thoughts it's in your head "To a day confined to fast and fires Of this eternal blazing must not be Mark me, I will My hour has almost come Thy knotted and combined locks the part I am thy fathers spirit. With eyes as sulfurous tormenting flames" Why can't I sing for the Little Biddy baby? Wouldn't be surprised if no one thinks that there's a pig[?] in there Me and Crowley coming over [?] I stand aside and just play Why can't I sing for the Little Biddy baby? Why can't I sing for the Little Biddy baby? Why can't I sing for the Little Biddy baby? I stand aside and just play dead. Don't need your thoughts it's in your head It's almost fear trying to look like hell