8 November 2008
Son, she said, have I got a little story for you What you thought was your daddy was nothin but a... While you were sittin home alone at age thirteen Your real daddy was dyin, sorry you didnt see him,
Im on a submarine mission for you baby I feel the way you were going I picked you up on my tv-screen I feel your undercurrent flowing Submission going down down Dragging me down submission I cant tel
Vilken låt? Gissar ni rätt får ni ett hångel. I hear a gang fire on a human factory farm Are they howling out or doing somebody harm On a catwalk jungle somebody grabbed my arm
Vilken låt? Gissar ni rätt får ni ett hångel. If you can play on the fiddle How's about a British jig and reel? Speaking King's English in quotation As railhead towns feel the
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