paroles de chanson Prod - Fyrce Muons

Sampson and Delilah kept it all the same
Gone down the sand with a culinal bane
Everyone knows and everyone sees
Go away and the heaven on Jees
Well every column same and the same name too
Where the gold down dead and the corn pone too
If you've got nothing and you say to will
Go buy dove and the combine swill
Cain all down with a cannibal twist
And I go with a Hannah Hannah Hannah fist
Going up, gonna prod you well
Gonna prod you until you go down to hell
Well, remember how Delilah really prodded Sam
She hit him on the noggin with a garbage can
She cut off all his hair and made him really sick
But what I really think is that she cut his dick
Off