Machine Gun Fellatio Lyrics

Machine Gun Fellatio Lyrics

"Blacklamb Lyrics"

Don't Wanna Know Why Lyrics
Don't wanna know why you like me I don't care Don't wanna know why I walk by and you stare Don't wanna know why just to wanna know why Don't wanna know why just to wanna know why When I... breathe in, breathe out.

Chinese girl with knee-high socks
Spanish hips, she's Italian
She's a blacklamb
Mmm, she's a blacklamb

She's a berry, she's a quince
She's a mango, she's a rambutan
She's a blacklamb
Ah, she's a blacklamb

She's retro, she's hetero
She's Elly May going down on Jethro
She's a blacklamb
Oooh, she's a blacklamb

Round robin sisters shake and sway to the Beecroft style
Round robin sisters shake and sway to the Beecro
Operating Theatre Lyrics
[music - Sean McGrath] [lyrics - Ross Sewage] Baiting the vain and aesthetically challenged To my office of promise and false hope Demarcating lines of incision for corporeal revision The foundation laid for a mal
ft style
Round robin sisters shake and sway

She's a tidbit, she's a morsel
She's a mouthful, she's a nibble
She's a blacklamb
Mmmm, She's a blacklamb

She's pow-down, she's chow-down
She's shaved ham, she's yum-cha

She's a bebop elf, she's a weapon in silk
She's a family curse, she's a wet-nurse
She's a.... blacklamb

Round robin sisters shake and sway to the Beecroft style
Round robin sisters shake and sway to the B
Cold In California Lyrics
The summer days are gone Along with you they disappeared and left me here Just like the falling leaves I watched you turn and drift away Nothing stays Don't want to face the fall alone But it's your nature to m
eecroft style
Round robin sisters shake and sway

Chinese girl with knee-high socks
Spanish hips, she's Italian
She's a blacklamb
Mmm, She's a blacklamb

She's dirt poor, she's an outcast
She's Mother Theresa gettin' fucked in the ass
She's a blacklamb
Mmm, She's a blacklamb

She's retro, she's hetero
She's retro, she's hetero
She's retro, she's hetero
She's Elly May going down on Jethro
She's a blacklamb

Gloomy Sunday Lyrics
Sunday is gloomy My hours are slumberless Dearest the shadows I live with are numberless Little white flowers Will never awaken you Not where the black coach Of sorrow has taken you Angels have no thoughtRound robin sisters shake and sway
She's a blacklamb
To the Beecroft style
She's a blacklamb
Round robin sisters shake and sway to the Beecroft style
Round robin sisters shake and sway

Round robin sisters shake and sway to the Beecroft style
Round robin sisters shake and sway to the Beecroft style
Round robin sisters shake and sway

Round robin sisters shake and sway to the Beecroft style

She's a black fuckin' lamb