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Tytuł: Good Friday

  • Wykonawca: Guttermouth
  • Wy¶wietleń: 400
thank you for the easter bunny
  sitting at my door
  it wasn't made of chocolate
  but it shit right on my floor
  and thank you god for x-mas trees
  return the gifts for money
  thank you for my paycheck
  now heres your 10%
  i'd love to give you more
  but i bareley make my rent
  thank you lord for turning
  fruity grapes right into wine
  it sure does make it easy
  to out my pick up line
  once there was no t.p.
  inside my hotel room
  the bible had 10,000 pages
  i only used a few
  sunday school such a joy
  forced to fondle reverend roy
  good friday