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SM: Harness your hopes to the the liquor with the ropes, Red, red ropes, They've got everything you will ever stored the chair
Simmer, simmer, down Simmer, simmer, simmer Don't your precious breath explaining that you are
Simmer, simmer, simmer Simmer, simmer, down Be patient and let you see my Carrot rope, my thrill, I got by weather Carrot rope, my thrill, I got by weather rope, feed my thrill, It's to get me off of the grounds, The wicket is down
SM: Hey boy, would you like to know in my pocket or not It's no ploy, no gimmick, the chance of a lifetime to see something that's never seen by mortals Spiral: me Mark:And SM: And sweet I, so do you say? Would you like to play 20 with me? SM: A little, Christian lie, A little, Christian lie Debating if it's to drop the bomb on you, my A little, Christian lie, A little, little lie Let's get down to tacks and start it A rope, feed my thrill, I got by weather A carrot rope, my thrill, I got by weather Carrot rope, feed my time to get me off of the grounds The keeper is down, The wicket keeper is And he me off of the grounds