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  • 作曲 : Green
    That sounds like a pony
    Sevens upstairs brothels
    with plackers on the mantels
    And ten fish play with samples
    with candles in the back
    he was a well dresses suitor
    he had bad breath and candor
    I thing they would have liked him
    but he got killed by his manager
    Fuzzy and cuddly he's fonzo the rabbit
    he drink form the nozzle and stinks like a ferret
    The bought him a temple with children to play with
    now he sells his skunk blood and talks like a plaintiff
    Hello to my red uncles you are my favorite commies
    I'll meet you Sal Anthony's and then go to Pilates
    worship the swordsmen the multitasking Mormons
    They breath up in the shithouse when you wrap them in contortions
    goddess immodest top twenty-seven hottest
    with forty-nine heads in your bed and yet I'm still your fondest
    Take me through the mandible with pcp's and van der Bilts
    where pg rated cannibals will share their thoughts on animals
    And peanut butter sandwiches will plug the hole that banishes
    with sights on race that vanishes
    But that sounds like a pony.
  • 作曲 : Green
    That sounds like a pony
    Sevens upstairs brothels
    with plackers on the mantels
    And ten fish play with samples
    with candles in the back
    he was a well dresses suitor
    he had bad breath and candor
    I thing they would have liked him
    but he got killed by his manager
    Fuzzy and cuddly he's fonzo the rabbit
    he drink form the nozzle and stinks like a ferret
    The bought him a temple with children to play with
    now he sells his skunk blood and talks like a plaintiff
    Hello to my red uncles you are my favorite commies
    I'll meet you Sal Anthony's and then go to Pilates
    worship the swordsmen the multitasking Mormons
    They breath up in the shithouse when you wrap them in contortions
    goddess immodest top twenty-seven hottest
    with forty-nine heads in your bed and yet I'm still your fondest
    Take me through the mandible with pcp's and van der Bilts
    where pg rated cannibals will share their thoughts on animals
    And peanut butter sandwiches will plug the hole that banishes
    with sights on race that vanishes
    But that sounds like a pony.