cookin' Since you went away Bo Weevil, Bo Weevil Why did you go and stay? You'll get a lickin' As soon as I'm seated On a bale of hay On Saturday night
Crash, Rats in a Trap Hyper Me back, Won't let me crash Clean off yer T.V. screens Wipe the film nobody see's eyeball that phoney smirk cuz we've got
Translation: U.S. Bombs. Lunch In A Sack.
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