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Use A− / A+ to adjust text sizeSteak For Chicken
Mardi Gras came and wentAll my money has been spentHow am I gonna pay my rentSitting on your faceWho mistook the steak for chickenWho am I gonna stick my dick in?We're not those kids, sitting on the couchMy former life I was a high rollerBrought my kids in a diamond strollerFound my calling as a part time bowlerTraded my wife for a new three-holerWho mistook these baths for showers?Who fucked up that leaning tower?We're not those kids, sitting on the couchOh get on a greyhound and ride awayLive on birthday cake each dayTell your grandparents that they're gaySteal their money and run awayCause me and my friends are so smartWe invented this new kind of artPost modernist throwing dartsSmoking crack and cutting crackWho mistook this crap for geniusWho is gonna stroke my penisWe're not those kids, sitting on the couchOh people are shiny like a brand new bookBut if you get a closer lookThere's shit on every hand you shookIf you don't believe me, ask a crookWho made all these things for killing?Whose pussy hole needs filling?We're not those kids, sitting on the couchWho mistook the steak for chicken?Who am I gonna stick my dick in?We're not those kids, sitting on the couch
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