C / CrankPope / Once Upon a Time in the Western Suburbs
Go catch a train with a man With his dick in his hand It's the law of the land
Go, get away from the crime And the filth and the grime Leave the land of the slime
But what you don't understand Is that evil's command Is just prone to expand
Try as you might to escape Murder, death, gangs, and rape You end up in police tape
Face down, downtown, you drown. Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa. |