Lyrics:
born in the shed with the guitar on we jammed the schtik to do four gigs. with bits and pieces of a working thesis (?) we jammed the schtik to do
she got that milk Ooo she got that milk Ooo she got that milk Me driving schtik with no mentions Mix the drink so my depression is a blessing Don't need
the schtik I'm watching around and noticing names Noticing all the silly games Sometimes the patterns just don't change So I'll leave if it's all the same
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