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centre, Addle Brains lining up with the dead for the soup spoon, Addle Brains and the legions of the passed for the bread bag, Ladle the soup, pass
law Hey Ho sk'doodle-addle-o Spiritual City gonna watch you grow Hey Ho sk'doodle-addle-o Spiritual City gonna watch you grow Spiritual call spiritual
sk'doodle-addle-o Spiritual City gonna watch you grow Hey Ho sk'doodle-addle-o Spiritual City gonna watch you grow Spiritual call Spiritual tie Spiritual
bah-bah-dee-addle-oh Yea-ho, watch em go Startin' from the kick-off, They pulled every trick off But they couldn't win it (No, no, no) Instead of goin' forwards They
Rah, Rah, Rah, Rah Biff-boom-bah, bah-bah-dee-addle-oh Yea-ho, watch `em go Startin' from the kick-off, They pulled every trick off But they
Rah, Rah, Rah, Rah Biff-boom-bah, bah-bah-dee-addle-oh Yea-ho, watch `em go Startin' from the kick-off, They pulled every trick off But they
Rah, Rah, Rah, Rah Biff-boom-bah, bah-bah-dee-addle-oh Yea-ho, watch `em go Startin' from the kick-off, They pulled every trick off But they
Rah, Rah, Rah, Rah Biff-boom-bah, bah-bah-dee-addle-oh Yea-ho, watch `em go Startin' from the kick-off, They pulled every trick off But they
Biff-boom-bah, bah-bah-dee-addle-oh Yea-ho, watch 'em go Startin' from the kick-off, They pulled every trick off But they couldn't win it (No, no, no)
of the Black-a-moor brand And the chocolate shapes of Feegee. But that sort of love is a moonshiny stuff, And never will addle me brain, For the bells will be ringin'
Rah, Rah, Rah, Rah Biff-boom-bah, bah-bah-dee-addle-oh Yea-ho, watch 'em go Startin' from the kick-off, They pulled every trick off But they
sadness It's time to throw off those chains Addle our brains with madness 'Cause we've got plenty of time To grow old and die But when at last your
sadness It's time to throw off those chains Addle our brains with madness 'Cause we've got plenty of time To grow old and die But when at last your
look like phone numbers Fuck It You might as well tell that buster skid addle Not even Catherine can help him in his custody battle Yeah Can
look like phone numbers Fuck It You might as well tell that buster skid addle Not even Catherine can help him in his custody battle Yeah Can
Rah, Rah, Rah, Rah Biff-boom-bah, bah-bah-dee-addle-oh Yea-ho, watch 'em go Startin' from the kick-off, They pulled every trick off But they
liver and addle your brain Live the Bohemian life Die young and penniless somewhere in Spain Then again you could try just to live your own life In
antiquated, backwater cracker, call me Ishmael Call me a knuckle draggin', inbred honky, call me a slack-jawed hick Call me an addle-brained, shallow-minded
Pin me down Thighs Asphixia My thighs are vices yeah He is a stupid man I love him all I can You fucking bitch Addle girl She pulls out
Large praise and make it quick Good as it is it's never great This health is making me sick Wrapped up the report is done The addle brained just
a boon You will be sacrificed Clammy dungeons await Addle in underground Killed by your own choice Delirium Enchants you You are lost In
naps Like an adamant animate cannabis addict inhabiting rattling trains on tracks Battle in backflips, keep your dreams in gymnastics To addle blacklists
hand’s inched a fraction The bigger the distance the faster the passage of time That’s relativity as it’s applied But adding attachments will addle its
Slam the glass on the bar as you down your shot A mix of energy and liquor so you'll never stop Drink so many that it addles your fucking mind Drink
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