Give 'em Some Rawhide Chewies Songtext - Yezda Urfa

Give 'em Some Rawhide Chewies - Yezda Urfa

Watch your hands, don't make no sleeve noise,
Your blunder will disband.
Bend that string, distort, keep 4/4,
Three chords until you drop.
Dance without meaning while heads will be cleaning,
And motions will drift as the moans fornicate.
Ashes to bashes a pad I will drift into roll over victims
And send them to rule.

Motions of erogenous zones,
Projectiles stand erect.
Funny lines and jackal buildings
With penknives sharp as what.
Tenure for farmers or those who will use their hands
Working manure into third world lands.
Complicate twist around words of the headless
Clown new world religion will thusly espouse.

There'll be words for this part, you know,
You know, you know.
Undue terms blown across from Moe,
No luck, luckless.
Self-indulge baldhead deacon screams,
No dice, lube ice.

Creak and groan with shrieking high notes
The author will collect,
Money from assorted chocolate
Who follows his cross object.
Placate and educate garbled demeaneate,
Blue face the shoelace with white underwear.
Screaming old belly eats strawberry jelly
While acne does sprout from his eye spinach plant.

Kickback with a plastic brickbat
One fine day went to heal.
Undue redress brown or black mess,
No charge for porcelain meal.
Watch your hands, don't make no sleeve noise,
Your blunder will disband.
Bend that string, distort, keep 4/4,
Three chords until your drop.


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