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Use A− / A+ to adjust text sizeIndie Cindy
Put this down for the recordit's more or less unchequeredWasted days and wasted nightsMade me a f*cking beggarNo soul my milk is curdledI'm the burger-meister of purgatoryLook out for that hot plateGuess that's all you got. greatYou put the c*ck in cocktail, manWell I put the tail in? wait!Watch. me. walkBlowtorch a hole in that armorAnd I don't need the tipI am in love with your daughterAnd though she has no needI'm the one who's got some trottersyou've many mouths to feedIndie CindyBe in love with meI beg you for to carry meMixed messages from Sir NaffPlease authenticateJust to be sure that you're a sapSet for stun automaticaCrap is the operativeLocomotive of the longest deathThere goes Indie Cindy whoseSails were black when it was windyWe offed ourselves in a lover's pactWe threw ourselves into the seaWell looksie what the wind washed backAs we follow the bouncing ballThey call this dance the washed up crawlI am in love with your daughterAnd though she has no needI'm the one who's got some trottersYou've many mouths to feedIndie CindyBe in love with meI beg you for to carry me
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