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Garbogna
02:19
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(Instrumental)
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Oooooooooooo
Check out these nuts
Bam Dam Boom Boo YEAH
Unda the sign a defiantt Gas Chamber Man, heh hah
Troy Aikmannn Troy Aikmannn
Slang, go wuppa buppa Condulin Glide Ginjaverse
Well now I’m a, N-Nasty Little Pervert
Named a Condulin
And I just, I’m tryyinngggg
I’m the Grand Chawheeee
Get out of there, O god, don’t, god god
(Audible Gurgling Gas Chamber Drone)
Mmm, hold on to your Con-du-lin
Hold on to your stink hole
Hold on to your snaky eye
What if came here into it I would know
Listen to my know how ya ya ya
Bwoooooo Pervert (x2)
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Low Loot
01:43
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(Instrumental)
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Beat 'Em Up
02:27
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Puff ‘em up
I am the Fratua
Pick ‘em up, Beat ‘em up, Eat ‘em out (x2)
Then eat them out
Fratua, cumquat, the deep sheep, big queef
Puff puff, the big stuff, big muff, kitty scruff
Scrunge skank skank
Ooooooo, I am Fratua, I
Came here to Beat ‘Em Up, pack ‘em up, Beat ‘Em Up, beat box, Beat ‘Em Up
Bilbo, Pippin
Check out the flow
So what if it hurts
I’m going down your hole
I don’t even care if it seems like rape
I don’t even care cuz I’m goin’ to this
(Hines Ward vocal solo commencement)
Ooh ya Hines, Hines ward he, e haw ya in the Hines Ward he
Hi hun cha with the Hines Ward he, chai un the wah with the Hines Ward he
Neeshwa Hines and the Hines Ward he, hi hushy wah hussy wah she see
(END SOLO)
Beat ‘Em Up, Eat ‘Em Out (x2)
Pick ‘Em Up, Beat ‘Em Up, Eat ‘Em Out (x2)
Pick ‘Em Up, Eat ‘Em Up, Beat ‘Em Out (x3)
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(Soothing Harmony Entrance)
Ooo yes wahhaaahhhaaallaha
Wah Pa wah la!!
The wind blows colder than Summer (Dad is Dead)
My loves gone, my lover
Love myself I can’t demand (Dad is dead)
Carol the wind, Carol my love
The wind blows colder than Summer (Dad is dead)
The wind blows, Dead friends!
Wa pa, wah la…
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Carol in the wind, (Dad’s dead!)
Carol my love, (Dad’s dead!)
X4
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The buildings look tall
Whoaaa…!
And gray the birds…
Carol the wind (bunny)
Carol the wind (bunny)
Carol the wind (bunny)
Carol the wind (bunny)
The wind blows colder than Summer x2
Dad’s Dead, Dad’s dead (dead)!
x2
Dad’s Dead (dead) x4
Chongo wut ut wup pup oh-oh on
Cho-ong chongo on!
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Hi, Donna here... Philadelphia, Pennsylvania
Formed in upstate NY in 2010 . . .
Strength beyond unto I see . . .
The Epitome
(a rep ta protect)
,U ,S, A,
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