Blinded and plastered by heavy facial glue showers

Yes, I love fucking taste of that

Come on good fucking boy you little fucking pervert you love it. Don't you?

French my fucking face

Mm-hmm God, it's making me fucking wet again

Yes, yes

Fucking warm dripping all over my face

Come on

Yes

God fucking dirty

Sweet blind girl, sweet blind girl

She's the mistress of the salmon song

Sweet blind girl, sweet blind girl, sweet blind girl

In the fall when plants return

The harvest time she knows the score

You're rotten somehow

♪ Well, she's a mixed-race girl, and that's all ♪

It's good time now, let chaos subside, and the planet's almost done.

And burn up graves that seem to see us within a mile.

♪ The roots still take their leave ♪

♪ By the innocent skin of the sun ♪

♪ And the blue-eyed girl, blue-eyed true ♪

♪ With such a look that never grows old ♪

♪ And they call her ♪

♪ The calling girl ♪

♪ Behind the back ♪

♪ The calling girl ♪

♪ Behind the bush ♪

♪ The calling girl ♪

♪ She's a mystery to those ♪

♪ That we're all ♪

♪ We find her ♪

♪ We find her ♪

♪ We call her ♪

♪ We find her ♪

♪ A harmless delight ♪

♪ A harmless dance ♪

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