Dualshock – Wednesday Night Erotica Lyrics

My banana split the cock
Of the local newsagent
The butcher caught a cold
And he sneezed on my sausage
The primary school kids
Learnt how to yodel
It seems like the right time
To tie knots to my nodel

I fucking ordered salad
I don’t want no fucking chips
If this food tastes fucking shit
I will fucking stab your tits

A photograph of cheese
A smell of fresh blood
The dog is on the path
The kids are like lemons
When my fucking cow
Started to rot away
It seemed the perfect time
To be running away

I fucking ordered salad
I don’t want no fucking chips
If this food tastes fucking shit
I will fucking stab your tits

I fucking ordered salad
I don’t want no fucking chips
If this food tastes fucking shit
I will fucking stab your tits

You fucking potato
You fucking potato

I fucking ordered salad
I don’t want no fucking chips
If this food tastes fucking shit
I will fucking stab your tits

I fucking ordered salad
I don’t want no fucking chips
If this food tastes fucking shit
I will fucking stab your tits

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