.Come my lucien come and gloat
All our boys are still in tow
Hack, hack, hacking off their nose
Went and pissed on all the show
You're pollution and I know
You couldn't blow, blow your loaf
Become one pretty tickle son
Plastic grasper is at the punch
Mummy money don't .
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