You Fuck Is a Shit. We're Idiots Too.

There's like the whole in about yellow matter, custard, yellow matteran custard dripping from a dead dog's eye. That's not particularly appetizing lyric, but it always stuck in my head for whatever reason. Rain ot tagro, i also think of, there's a glass onion and then also honey pie. The beetles had some food related lyrics. Yo, i'm trying to think of any. Dame matthews, i know the ther someonin. And what would iund just just cas people ges have et ifid don't say de does have his dreaming tree vineyard? Weas, yes, i called time thime. Who cares? You fuck