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Take a break The pressure rips her apart The baby duck in you has died Push it out and F-word a duck It's a bad time to be a duck Girl with basket of fruit She sits on a bicycle and floats in space She is in love with The Angel of Stop Laughing When The Life Promiser makes her say any word It comes out as a joke He is not a good guest The cutlass is a more excellent guest Cutlass Cutlass, cutlass, cutlass Girl with basket of fruit Girl with basket of fruit Girl with basket of fruit Look at her try to walk away, I get bored Photos of her jerking it to mush, I get bored It’s a vagina strained without end And her lungs fill with tears Or the lungs turn to gills SongtexteLife inland has become impossible No path straight through Og's Magog Bog The jackfruit (Ding) The dragonfruit (Ding) The passionfruit (Ding) The cinnamon's bun (Ding) She sits on a bicycle and floats in space She is in love with The Angel of No Taxi Anywhere When of Hell’s Electorate: The Grocer Makes her dance with a nobody It comes out as a joke Eating gherkins by the fistful From the jar in his front pants pocket Brine and peppers building up On the rings around his fingers Her boob gets so floppy She uses it as a fan to wave away his sickening B.O. Now rubbing it off with a brick Dust for his panettone Every frog hops right up into her butthole Every frog eats a single butthole flea on its way in She brown box squeezes them all into froghost A flock of erect dicks on bat wings Pee-pees into her sleeping face And pointlessly tries to fuck a blue sky At the witch execution, they all hope to be called up They've had enough They've had enough Girl with basket of fruit Girl with basket of fruit Aus Songtexte Mania