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Fishbone Psychotic Friends Nuttwerx

I get six to many fingers and a subatomic coat I took my babay out to dinner but all she wanted was dope on the way to the abortion she said babies take

Everybody is a star Who would rain and chase the dust away? Everybody wants to shine Who comes out on a cloudy day? 'Til the sun that does you proud

You've seen your future from your present state And filtered through your past, it may not look too great If you could have your future generate your

Lady luck and a four leaf clover Won't ease this hurt I feel all over My life was one big special occasion Until your leaving damp with the situation

Where'd you get those pants? Grabbin' flesh and moanin' like a Buddist chant Polyester friction rubbin' butt Pedal pushers pumpin', I can't get enough