The signs say: He's sketchy (Singing all of his sighs
It seems my pig comrade Has tripped Around town
A chattering tone was stacking stones, Building a conversation The alley said, :Fine I'll take the time." Stone after stone He bellowed Cover was blown His mind dropped and then he stutter stepped
The alley got restless and walked (Needs a new place) And while the titans move he'll slither (Underneath the Slip-ups)
Fresh prize at his side He was itching to Hide from the Same old FliesTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.