flanders years ago
you know the sort of lowlife
type getting province of beer
money
place called calling you
shouldn't have their language
last time the fruit of drunken
nests but the thig Aaron and
also class to the order of junk
about you said on a platter
all because of the last Adam was cast out of paradise in 20
on your toes led no seams in the coffin
an old friend of yours sir
sitting right there yours and equipping
he can call him there
and a blade to his heart left
without a word
just a mile off he's killed
every man woman boy surf the villages
his now
l'll find him
l'll go straight bi straight