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Screw (live)
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That coked out bitch got me shaving my legs
Got me shaving my chest, got me shaving my head
And I love to watch when you nail her
That picture of Jesus is crawling up my sleeves
I say: bring your kin when you can't handel me
I say: bring your kin when you can't handel me
Another pilot down and you love to control her
I love that sound you make when you're crawling on your knees
And she does cocaine when she plays the heroin
That exodus flashing like a zen-tune from her sparks
I say: bring your kin when you can't handel me
I say: bring your kin when you can't handel me
And if you want me to I could hurt you
You won't use that whip just to get me closer to you
And if you want me to I could hurt you
I won't use that whip just to get closer to you
I say: bring your kin when you can't handel me
I say: bring your kin when you can't handel me
I say: come, screw me
I say: come, screw me
I say: come, screw me
I say: cum!
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A singer must die
That's what the poet once sang
Lovely, isn't it
Dry your tears with me
Give it to me completely
And rest assured I'll fall for you
But a singer must die
That's what the poet once sang
Lovely, isn't it
Dry your tears with me
Give it to me completely
And rest assured I'll fall for you
But little do we know
Little do we know
Little do we know
Little do we know
But a singer must die
That's what the poet once sang
Lovely, isn't it
Dry your tears, dry your tears with me
And give it to me completely
And all rest assured I will fall for you
So sleep awhile with me
Dream awhile with me
Let us, let us break all of their rules
But a singer must die
That's what the poet once sang
Well, lovely, lovely isn't it
Little do we know
Little do we know
Yeah, little do you know
Little do you know
Little do you know
Little do you know
You know so little
You know so little
You know so little
You know so little
But I know I know I know I know I know I know so much
Yes, I'm sure I know so much
Because I know why the birds all fly
And I know where the comets go
And I know where the car is parked
And I know why I'm afraid in the dark
And I know the singer must die
I said: this singer must die
And this singer must die
This singer has to die
The singer must die
This singer has to die
This singer has to die
To die
To die
He must die
He must die
He must die
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Jean Koning Amsterdam, Netherlands
Jean Koning has been a compelling force in the underground music scene since his unlikely folk&jazz debut transferring the
band The Children of a Lesser God into the avant-punk extravaganza !JP in 1988. His star-studded career includes albums such as Notes from Purgatory, Man Enough to be a Woman and Wake Up In L.A.
Throughout his career, Mr. Koning has been honored with numerous awards.
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