You have colored my singing water I’ll enjoy myself.
All I do is shit and think and what I demand is compliments.

Locked down in wolf wells We’ve added colors to ourselves. Chewed
Scream look at each others hack of (off?) an arm (I’ll follow) scream
Again

the butt ends of cigarettes this is a tar show
swing big sticks blaze the route, the route.

You have colored my drink I’m not enjoying myself all I do is sit and stink
And what you demand is compliments.
Kneel
We’ll most likely collide.

The horse is 60 yrs. old
the horse is flat on the ground hop on
ride ride ride ride ride…