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Down, Down, Down


Cornbugs


Patinka? Spausk ir pridėk prie mėgstamų! Man patinka!

Stilius: Sunkioji muzika
Data: 2004 m.








Farmer dances off his grief
And all the world’s a better place
Spins and swirls and dips and twirls
Swings the cows and throws the squirrels
High up in the air and catches them
Before they hit the ground

Farmer dances off his grief
Deep in the field beyond prying eyes
Wife lies dying in her bed
His wife lies dying in his bed
His grief is like a stone

Farmer dances off his grief
Deep in the field beyond prying eyеs
His wife lies dying in her bеd
His wife lies dying in his bed
His grief is like a stone

Don’t wake me man I’m dreaming
Gotta girl with her legs wrapped around me and wants my semen
Got her earlobe between my teeth
I’m drawing blood
She’s digging her claws into my back
Opening holes
Letting the doves fly out of my heart
A flap, flap, flap and a coo, coo, coo

Egad I need some water my lips are parched
My throat is closing
Dust from my brain drips down, down, down

Don’t wake me man I’m dreaming
Of endless cornfields Illinois
Filled with imps and goblins
Every ear's a cock of cheese
Witches cackling overhead
My clothes are scarecrow gold
Now it’s the the farmers wife that’s blind and I’m the carving knife

Egad I need some water
My lips are parched
My throat is closin
Dust from my brain drips down, down, down

Any rappers in the house with big bad rhymes and primes and booty cutie shaking like jello in the fridge
And ice cube eyes as he dies from the roar of a cold four for?

Any Jesus people with your backs to the cross and your boss saying love everyone don’t make a church of me
Don’t make me God just let me lie here in the sod and rest my persecuted bones
Leave me alone and love one another brother

Egad I need some water my lips are parched
My throat is closin
Dust from my brain drips down, down, down


Don’t wake me man I’m dreaming of peace on earth goodwill toward girls
This one wrapped around me laughing as she cums
Full of eggs she begs me to deliver
I quiver and in a spasm it’s over and begun

Under the gun, my Detroit players stupid woman haters
Drop your fears you masturbaters
And lend us a fucking hand
Help us retake the land and cherish everybody

Her eyes a blue million miles
And she wants me but she smokes dammit
Her breath like death
My ashtray heart not takin no more stubs

Egad I need some water my lips are parched
My throat is closin

Dust from my brain drips down, down, down
Dust from my brain dips down

Egad I need some water




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Esamas tekstas

Farmer dances off his grief
And all the world’s a better place
Spins and swirls and dips and twirls
Swings the cows and throws the squirrels
High up in the air and catches them
Before they hit the ground

Farmer dances off his grief
Deep in the field beyond prying eyes
Wife lies dying in her bed
His wife lies dying in his bed
His grief is like a stone

Farmer dances off his grief
Deep in the field beyond prying eyеs
His wife lies dying in her bеd
His wife lies dying in his bed
His grief is like a stone

Don’t wake me man I’m dreaming
Gotta girl with her legs wrapped around me and wants my semen
Got her earlobe between my teeth
I’m drawing blood
She’s digging her claws into my back
Opening holes
Letting the doves fly out of my heart
A flap, flap, flap and a coo, coo, coo

Egad I need some water my lips are parched
My throat is closing
Dust from my brain drips down, down, down

Don’t wake me man I’m dreaming
Of endless cornfields Illinois
Filled with imps and goblins
Every ear's a cock of cheese
Witches cackling overhead
My clothes are scarecrow gold
Now it’s the the farmers wife that’s blind and I’m the carving knife

Egad I need some water
My lips are parched
My throat is closin
Dust from my brain drips down, down, down

Any rappers in the house with big bad rhymes and primes and booty cutie shaking like jello in the fridge
And ice cube eyes as he dies from the roar of a cold four for?

Any Jesus people with your backs to the cross and your boss saying love everyone don’t make a church of me
Don’t make me God just let me lie here in the sod and rest my persecuted bones
Leave me alone and love one another brother

Egad I need some water my lips are parched
My throat is closin
Dust from my brain drips down, down, down


Don’t wake me man I’m dreaming of peace on earth goodwill toward girls
This one wrapped around me laughing as she cums
Full of eggs she begs me to deliver
I quiver and in a spasm it’s over and begun

Under the gun, my Detroit players stupid woman haters
Drop your fears you masturbaters
And lend us a fucking hand
Help us retake the land and cherish everybody

Her eyes a blue million miles
And she wants me but she smokes dammit
Her breath like death
My ashtray heart not takin no more stubs

Egad I need some water my lips are parched
My throat is closin

Dust from my brain drips down, down, down
Dust from my brain dips down

Egad I need some water

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