Sell the kids for food Weather changes moods Spring is here again Reproductive glands
He’s the one He likes all our pretty songs And he likes to sing along And he likes to shoot his gun But he knows not what it means knows not what it means When I say He’s the one He likes all our pretty songs And he likes to sing along And he likes to shoot his gun But he don't know what it means don't know what it means and I say yeah
We can have some more Nature is a whore Bruises on the fruit Tender age in bloom
He’s the one Who likes all our pretty songs And he likes to sing along And he likes to shoot his gun But he dont know what it means dont know what it means When I say He’s the one Who likes all our pretty songs And he likes to sing along And he likes to shoot his gun But he dont know what it means dont know what it means And I say yeah
He’s the one who likes all our pretty songs And he likes to sing along And he likes to shoot his gun But he dont know what it means dont know what it means When I say He’s the one who likes all our pretty songs And he likes to sing along And he likes to shoot his gun But he dont know what it means
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