Текст песни




Ducked in the bottom of the church
Filled the heathens in the chapel
I know
Sing glory to the wizard
Tell the creeps to come and get her
And like cattle they'll go
Seen from the top
Pissed jeans butterscotch
And a handful of blow
Sing glory to the wizard
Tell the creeps to come and get her
And like cattle they'll go



Авторы: Nathan Williams



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