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and buggering up And chickening out and pissing about Yes, bravely he is throwing in the sponge ARTHUR: Oh, Robin! ROBIN: My liege! It's good
Wilbur: Backrooms Horrid place to be I had to piss one time And I fell into the backrooms looking for the buggering bathroom I fought a bunch
do the laundry Wilbur: Don't even buggering trying that with me Olivia: You're a lazy bum with the kids I'm sick of you I've had it with you Wilbur:
Wilbur: Come on now We ain't got no words We ain't got no buggering words We got no meaning We ain't got nothing to say We have got to have
buggering me This walk is a previous journey And I won Before I was born there was a storm Before that storm there was fire Burning everywhere
It's true that Dublin's changing Since the pillar was blown down By the winds of violence that are buggering up the town We used to solve our
through Have led me to this day I know I've got the guts Good luck Feel the rush lingering Good luck They won't stop buggering Good luck Time won't stop
to tumble into the frothy swells Halogen people erupting just like their lofty shells Fallow become an incubus under a saucy Hell Hallow be the buggering
suffering and sputtering, foods have colouring It's worrying that everything we eat is covering and Governing and buggering our bodies and our minds This is
not so perfect but you are buggering the altar boys for you abortion is immoral 'cause you need new material every day homophobia misogyny you doing
Let me die Put your American stiffy in me Oooh Ronald Reagan Oooh Ronnie let me die He looks like a buggering bulldog Oh Ronnie give all the rich folk
(*Wilbur burps*) Bubby: 1, 2, 3, 4 Wilbur: Buggery night Is every night Buggery Can be fatal If you don't do The buggering right You just might
Britain is a shithole Britian's a buggering shithole
These days These days I can't hold my beer no more It's getting harder to get through the day I found myself really up the buggering junction The Queen
in Pinty: If you couldn't tell, we're having a bit of trouble making a record Wilbur: Bip bop I got a little something to say About the buggering
or buggering the sea Luck and love’s a fortune, but I just ain’t a gambling man. She said, “there’s only two types of folks in the world The ones who yak on up
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