Lyrics:
Their house made of logs, not bricks Yeah its simple, not that big They wore breech-cloth, it-its old drip They also wore a belt, and a back apron, yeah
soothe before I strike bite down And send you to where life and death inside a pentagram trying to pay my dues I just want to dance Breechcloth for my
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