Lyrics:
Frikkie dis al twaalf-uur wanneer gaan jy braai die mense wag vir hulle vleis en aartappel-slaai
Ja ja ek gaan nou nou die vleis op sit
Frikkie
Met
Yow yow aaaah out my comfort zone heh merc merc hehheh curian curian
Tmg or die nigga yow
Like a nad kidney man inoperable
Artist life artist life
There are no lyrics to this track. It is intentionally blank, with each of the 71 seconds representing one of the years that the artist's father,
Your next favourite artist (Artist , Artist , Artist)
You're my favourite artist (Artist)
die Mystic Boer?
Rook jy nog die pyp
Daar waar jou duiwe koer
Katazza hulle jou, strip jy nog jou moer?
Frikkie Hermes Duvenhage
Hy't 'n wille baard en
Sy't gemaak of haar Volksie vrek en sy't vir Frikkie nader getrek
Stoot my Frikkie, stoot my hard (Stoot my hard)
Sit alles in, stoot-stoot laat die
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a vast high powered rocket to the core of the sun
Want to read books in the studies of men
Born on the breeze and die on the wind
If I was an artist
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a vast high powered rocket to the core of the sun
Want to read books in the studies of men
Born on the breeze and die on the wind
If I was an artist
Good artists copy great artists steal
introduced the oceans to the earth
Well whoever made the snowflakes
Made shadows where doubts lurk
I suspect an artist is at work
I know when an artist
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