Lyrics

Four young boys like to make fun I've seen them swimming in circles down a dead, rot gun And they don't wait around Bo Diddley's in the ground St. Dad, don't you see? I know that we'll melt The toilet frog says you got clean But I've seen you cut and ugly in a little magazine Now go and waste your mind Junk is too smart to find And a job will make the heat wet St. Dad, don't you see? I know that we'll melt I caught you dead down by the orange tree I know that we fell I know you don't see why I can't inject it, I will always lie for you St. Dad, don't you see? I know that we'll melt I caught you dead down by the orange tree I know that we fell They all need to run back home You'll die the fool and I'll drown in your pool Deep in
Writer(s): Mich Reanna Debiel Way, Kenneth William Mccorkell, Anne Marie Vassiliou, Jennifer Grady Mackintosh Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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