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• Artiste: Pond Scum
• Titre: Perverts
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the world is slowly passing us all by But we never stop to wonder why when we sit at home with nothing to do we touch ourselves, hey, nothing new we play with our junk the whole night long i barley had time to wirte this song but somehow it feels quite wrong And in this world where forgiveness is a stranger we all say "hey, buddy, see you later" and we walk on home, break through the door who could ask for more? we squeeze and we stretch rub 'til we retch roll in the hay play with it all day we wack it hard against the wall and deep inside, it feels all... wrong... Because we're perverts we won't show the world we feel it reverts us back to dinosaurs our sex drive keeps us up all night we need to feel nice so we beat it right and as the night slowly turns to day we all look back and say "hey, that just felt right" we just played with ourselves all night women feel these insticnts too and when they need to screw they grab whatever they can maybe even a frying pan and they force it in as deep as itll go and though, most don't, I already know Because they're perverts they won't show the world they feel it reverts them back to dinosaurs their sex drive keeps them up all night and so they cram it they think it feels allright allright... allright