Wasted days and wasted nights
Made me a f*cking beggar
No soul my milk is curdled
I’m the burger-meister of purgatory
Look out for that hot plate
Guess that’s all you got. great
You put the c*ck in cocktail, man
Well I put the tail in — wait!
Watch. me. walk.
Blowtorch a hole in that armor
And I don’t need the tip
I am in love with your daughter
And though she has no need
I’m the one who’s got some trotters
You’ve many mouths to feed
Indie Cindy
Be in love with me
I beg you for to carry me
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