Have I told you 'bout dear old granddad?
Now please don’t misunderstand, lad.
Though his ways might seem strange
Have I told you 'bout dear old granddad?
Now please don’t misunderstand, lad.
Though his ways might seem strange
And his beard’s filled with mange
Have I told you 'bout dear old granddad?
Now please don’t misunderstand, lad.
Though his ways might seem strange
And his beard’s filled with mange
Compared to miserable old granny he’s not half-bad
Pinch its nose and bury it deep
Pinch its nose and bury it deep.
The rest of us need to get sleep
Pinch its nose and bury it deep.
The rest of us need to get sleep
But the stink it’s imparting
Pinch its nose and bury it deep.
The rest of us need to get sleep
But the stink it’s imparting
Like elephants farting
Pinch its nose and bury it deep.
The rest of us need to get sleep
But the stink it’s imparting
Like elephants farting
Is not the sowing I want to reap
(Pass)
Pass
Ass
It’s been far to long since I’ve showered
It’s been far too long since I’ve showered
And my relations with room-mate have soured.
It’s been far too long since I’ve showered
And my relations with room-mate have soured.
You’d think my smell’s to blame
It’s been far too long since I’ve showered
And my relations with room-mate have soured.
You’d think my smell’s to blame
I’d be thinking the same
It’s been far too long since I’ve showered
And my relations with room-mate have soured.
You’d think my smell’s to blame
I’d be thinking the same
That poor roomie’s nostrils are overpowered
The best part of living in France
The best part of living in France
Is you don’t have to wear any pants.
The best part of living in France
Is you don’t have to wear any pants.
You can walk down the beach
The best part of living in France
Is you don’t have to wear any pants.
You can walk down the beach
And within easy reach
Regards,
Shodan
The best part of living in France
Is you don’t have to wear any pants.
You can walk down the beach
And within easy reach
There’s always a cockle by chance
Friedrich Wilhelm Nietzsche said
Friedrich Wilhelm Nietzsche said
That God was, in a word, dead.
Friedrich Wilhelm Nietzsche said
That God was, in a word, dead
His philosophical polemics
Friedrich Wilhelm Nietzsche said
That God was, in a word, dead
His philosophical polemics
And metaphysical systemics