GutterMouth Lyrics
GutterMouth Lyrics
"Lucky The Donkey Lyrics"
Teenage Idol Lyrics
(Gary Moore) Never did much good when he went to school. Too many teachers, there were too many rules. A dirty faced kid, he was never
(Gary Moore) Never did much good when he went to school. Too many teachers, there were too many rules. A dirty faced kid, he was never
my mother fucked a donkey down in mexico
she had trienta margaritas 25 years ago
her purse had just been stolen
she had to make some cash
for 50,000 pesos
the donkey fucked her ass
im so ashamed it made me sick
my mother's box was his salt lick
human donkey fornication
he
Pigeons in the attic room Lyrics
Well I hate to have to tell you this But there are pigeons in the attic room Where you left me spent and gasping that afternoon Ans where t
r taco is the destinationWell I hate to have to tell you this But there are pigeons in the attic room Where you left me spent and gasping that afternoon Ans where t
it soon became apparent
it wasnt for the dough
a genuine fiesta - at the donkey show
the crowd would shout "ole!"
as she nibbled on his sack
they never had a patron
demand their money back
a real freak show in the pit
the donkey's fuckin my
Black Tears Lyrics
look at the colours in the dreaming water the moon sets in a sea of love far away stands a girl watching the slit open the sky tears ar
oms titslook at the colours in the dreaming water the moon sets in a sea of love far away stands a girl watching the slit open the sky tears ar
acting like a true ranchero
dancing around a big sombrero
the donkeys name was lucky
oh boy he loved to fuck
he'd get so damn excited
he'd kick and make you duck
if you want to be a star
its easy to be famous
just pull down your pants
and let lucky fuck your anus<
Remedy Lyrics
you've seen the statistics rise. felt the death 'neath your feet. blood stains your white collar, as you spend my last dollar claiming to search for a
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im so ashamed it made me sickyou've seen the statistics rise. felt the death 'neath your feet. blood stains your white collar, as you spend my last dollar claiming to search for a
my mother's box was his salt lick
acting like a true ranchero
dancing around a big sombrero
lucky the luckiest donkey
lucky the luckiest donkey
lucky the luckiest donkey
lucky the luckiest donkey
"ole!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"