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• Artiste: Jag Panzer
• Titre: Psycho Next Door
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Tribal was a tongue known to us well Given by a doctor, a prescription from Hell Little did he know of the growth in my brain Scratching from the inside, driving me, driving me insane Said the nymph on the wall, he has a red eye The trouble is a-brewing, said the mosh is on the way Down on the bayou over toward the lily Sits a homosexual frog looking rather silly Doctor, doctor, where you gonna go Doctor, doctor, who you gonna blow Bend over please Doctor, doctor, who you gonna know Doctor, doctor, who you gonna blow Bend over please Strap her to the chair, let's make an affair Pull the hammer of the hour to frazzle her hair She whimpers like a puppy, and her eyes out they pop Imagine my surprise when she asked me to stop Don't we all know bout midnight, nasty Alice tries to score Take her to your dreams, knock her up in the floor Blaming is like lying, not enough going down Got her from the backside, bitch gives birth to a clown So this is my story, a story of living hell Tell it from my brain, deep inside my hell Warden blue, he beats me when his wife doesn't give But the masochistic mother, the one who lets me live