About The Word

Lyrics

You have simple ideas You I think is so queer We made love by the streetlight corner side I ate your wad, and you ate my brain We talked about the Mesopotamian stretch You looked around for your watch Whose name was Eris Domingo He fucking hit a flying flamingo We asked him questions about that bird We asked your born-again friend about the word Du-da-du-da-da-ooh, du-da-du-da-da-ooh About the bird, about the bird, about the word