Lyrics

Jan doesn't like it when they enter the apartment through his head Come play with my erection Can't you see that it's standing at attention? I'm amenable to a personal inspection And I've come to pay respects to your thirty-two perfections You never going to get to Jannah, killing dreams like that Thor will see that it just never happened I met your friend at the festival He asked me why I was so pretentious As I was being interviewed, I was thinking, "My God! They always pick the wrong time to try and break your heart" Everybody seems so critical He started shaking because he realized that we were so alike Like those sister-skinny who are always making scenes out of nothing Yeah, so anyways I guess we're friends now It's a knocked up slut kind of afternoon and the cannibal cord goes up your heart They only shoot dead people now They said they only shoot them after they're dead Oh They only shoot dead people now They said they only shoot them after they're dead The ram has touched the wall (x9)