Friday, May 30, 2008

A song a day 82

so tell us that we're spelling everything wrong and negroes turn a bluish-grey when they're dead that's funny cos I've just turned bright red

kill, kill, kill when everything starts to suck, drowning all your sins, well I guess that's bad luck and the fact that your race is full of shit, i got the sweets sugar but that's it

tell me what it's worth

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