Won't you get some? Beg your pardon? Won't you get wasabi nuts, wasabi nuts? I won't get none. I won't get them. Beg your pardon? You won't know wasabi nuts, wasabi nuts.
Please get me some watermelon? No, I said watermelon! Watermelon!
f*** you if you. Beg your pardon? f*** am I? Not Magellan. Not Magellan.
Truck infusion left inside of what was once a plot but now it's just not averse to letting go of s***e and time. The arisen would not justify my vacancy.
To make it a packeta, shut up f*****a.
Once a maggotta, always a maggotta
Great confusion, injustice and all of what can now only be a mark of patience and prejudice for everybody to soak inside the deep end with the freezing calm.
Dip it, dip it. s****ater s****ater,
Once a maggotta, always a maggotta
f*** my stars that would leave me when the timing isn't not quite right to what the sacred and frustrated wouldn't leave any mother for the kill when the pack is outside. Not this time. It just will be you.
When the tale of Pedro is told in the night,
And evil lurks on the left and the right
And the conjurers keeps a count on the chant,
The greed and the need, the desire and the want
Will it be Pedro's last day in the sun?
Or will he be another slave to the gun?
Or will the dagger on the waist-belt hang?
Or will it be the day when the angels sang?
Won't you get some? Think about it. Won't you get wasabi nuts, wasabi nuts? I won't get none. I won't get them. Beg your pardon? You won't know wasabi nuts, wasabi nuts.
Please get me some watermelon? No, I said watermelon! Watermelon!
f*** you if you. Beg your pardon? f*** am I? Not Magellan. Not Magellan.
The hons, the nans. The hons nans nans.
Please get me some watermelon? No, I said watermelon! Watermelon!
f*** you if you. Beg your pardon? f*** am I? Not Magellan. Not Magellan.
Truck infusion left inside of what was once a plot but now it's just not averse to letting go of s***e and time. The arisen would not justify my vacancy.
To make it a packeta, shut up f*****a.
Once a maggotta, always a maggotta
Great confusion, injustice and all of what can now only be a mark of patience and prejudice for everybody to soak inside the deep end with the freezing calm.
Dip it, dip it. s****ater s****ater,
Once a maggotta, always a maggotta
f*** my stars that would leave me when the timing isn't not quite right to what the sacred and frustrated wouldn't leave any mother for the kill when the pack is outside. Not this time. It just will be you.
When the tale of Pedro is told in the night,
And evil lurks on the left and the right
And the conjurers keeps a count on the chant,
The greed and the need, the desire and the want
Will it be Pedro's last day in the sun?
Or will he be another slave to the gun?
Or will the dagger on the waist-belt hang?
Or will it be the day when the angels sang?
Won't you get some? Think about it. Won't you get wasabi nuts, wasabi nuts? I won't get none. I won't get them. Beg your pardon? You won't know wasabi nuts, wasabi nuts.
Please get me some watermelon? No, I said watermelon! Watermelon!
f*** you if you. Beg your pardon? f*** am I? Not Magellan. Not Magellan.
The hons, the nans. The hons nans nans.