Vārdi: Swingin' Utters. Here, Under Protest. Sketch Squandered Teen.

Funny funny funny little go getter
It's funny funny get's me home for free
In my funny funny little love letter
It's funny funny gives me hope for free

I may have seen the stomach cancers
What skilled hand saws
Decaying beams the monarch answered
What killed grandpa

Swaying dreams
From the clutches of south paws
So what it seems
Comes from brushes filled with soused bras
So what it seems

Sketch squandered teen qirh dwell bottom means
Catch conquered queens when hell wanted kings
Stretch dollar's green stain palms of greed
Sketch squandered teen
Sketch squandered teen

You know I beg to see the difference
So what's the hold up
You got me pegged for a minute
And that's a bold step

You owe me a legacy on thinner lines than old pup
You grow up lazily as winter dries with gold prep
You grow up instead

In my funny funny little love letter
It's funny funny gets me home for free
Funny funny funny little go getter
It's funny funny gives me hope for free