Text písně Artificial Joy Club: Youre Too Good To Me

Youre Too Good To Me


Shut up Im fine, just give me some more wine Its a totally cosmic jam, Im mauwin down a superslam Im beating up your piggy bank, I only got you to thank

Barracuda brain, dead end sucking drain, ultra sonic pain, youre too good to me
Rabid porcupine, all the warning signs, hyperactive slime, youre too good to me

Up chuck my brunch, its a Brady Bunch lunch Im spewing up parasites, its burning like dynamite A totally honest chump, Im running like Forest Gump

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A legitimate bloodless scam, a Tarantino killer man Im driving with Leroy Brown, were heading for a skinnier town

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