I brought back a souvenir All the way from Kampuchea A plastic bag up my ass And soon the goods will all come to pass
I sell the seeds of misery I got a deal and a place to be
Make that call, get on the phone Chase the dragon
You got the kind of hunger That makes you sick You got an ugly itch That sweat on your neck
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I sell the seeds of misery I got a deal and a place to be
Make that call, get on the phone Chase the dragon Come on, get on the phone Chase the dragon
I brought back a souvenir All the way from Kampuchea A plastic bag up my ass And soon the goods will all come to pass
I sell the seeds of misery I got a deal and a place to be
Make that call, get on the phone Chase the dragon Come on, get on the phone Chase the dragonTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.