He lamped up the room and then couched it
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Feeling no fear from the day
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He'd cared for a long time to get here
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and he was brained
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He lazy eye bagging but sorely
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No morsel of spunk had he left
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who was he drained
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some knocks on the door came a-poundin'
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he wanted not answer but should
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so ahead his fat feet 'cross the floor there
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to where he stood
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and the fuck that rapped on his inlet
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none other than Killer McHann
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and that's not good
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He lazy eye bagging but sorely
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No morsel of spunk had he left
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who was he drained
|
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some knocks on the door came a-poundin'
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he wanted not answer but should
|
so ahead his fat feet 'cross the floor there
|
to where he stood
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and the fuck that rapped on his inlet
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none other than Killer McHann
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and that's not good
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scared of that man
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scared of that man
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scared of that man
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scared of that man
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(None other than) Killer McHann
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| The Jesus Lizard |
