The devil took my soul , the minute the smoke began to unfold.
Wielding a potato at that the end of the rainbow with a pot o' gold
I need my hand to be in that big league mitt
No less profit, themed when we drop shit
I saved her number just in case but now it’s case closed
I'm the king of england with my ships of gold,
A league of monsters like i done released the horror
Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her
It's full of gold medals,
Good kids make bad grown ups
If north is up and south is down
I'm getting gold leprechaun
I was fiending for the meals; i ain't talking burger king
Im never regretting the mentions of legends im ending
And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see
I know you heard the legends of the godzilla so measly
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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