Lyrics:Tap Tap Tap
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Lyrics
(ahh) Don’t try to scan a seaweed heap, your fragile toes might step in glass Don’t try to pet your dog in the dark, you might feel it up the ass Grew up on tabbouli and hummus, carrots and baba ghanoush I can’t say the word “foyer” but I can pronounce the word “douche” (ahh!) Grew up on tabbouli and hummus, carrots and baba ghanoush I stopped calling people fags but I’m still in a rotten cartouche Mommy’s trucking kids in her belly, getting them ready for a soccer rot Next time I see a van with a telly, I’m going to hit them a lot! (Ahhhh...) The crime scene had officers’ heads down (shwop shwop) How will I unearth that mystery? (shwop shwop) Dental records, maybe? (shwop shwop) That poor baby. Mommy’s trucking kids in her belly, getting them ready for a soccer rot Next time I see a van with a telly, I’m going to hit them a lot! A lot! A lot! A lot! A lot! "Oh my God it's DIP!"
Demo bridge lyrics
Yeah (shwop shwop) Blue [?] (shwop shwop) [?] (shwop shwop) [?]