where did all the werewolves go
tears in their eyes
the clock has gone insane
and i just want to marry
each single pedestrian
that eyes me
is this the way
or shall we pray
to be gay
Norman don't you cry for my Supermarket
Clark don't you rest in my bollocks
as i say to you
hey this isn't going as far as promised
whenever the hole ends
i'll fuck the pussy of this rat
and don't be such a fucking parrot
i never regret my obsidian temple
delay the new sindrome
follow the sun
and we'll fuck this year
till the moon is over
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