whiskyblanket
New member
Sorry it's kind of long and... strange. If someone bears with it, you'll be my hero.
Lustily licking its lips,
The lobster makes its move.
The chair looks crunchy sweet
And screams a bloody curse.
If Dave or Scott pulled down your pants
Then would you let them in?
I'm dying to see how long you'd last
Without the sherbert man.
If jobs were gone to overseas,
Then would you ring the bells?
I'm dying to see you leave the land
And drown your gut with salt -
Or in the case you stand your ground,
They'll surely beat you in the race -
And feed you to a lobster blue,
While babies fly on golden wing.
Lustily licking its lips,
The lobster makes its move.
The chair looks crunchy sweet
And screams a bloody curse.
If Dave or Scott pulled down your pants
Then would you let them in?
I'm dying to see how long you'd last
Without the sherbert man.
If jobs were gone to overseas,
Then would you ring the bells?
I'm dying to see you leave the land
And drown your gut with salt -
Or in the case you stand your ground,
They'll surely beat you in the race -
And feed you to a lobster blue,
While babies fly on golden wing.