I stumbled so innocentlyOver all the obscene boundariesStill I might've procured the actOf Concord Country JubileeAnd the perfect order fill in the streetIt is there I scraped it cleanI was stumbling inIt was gonna be hard to healCrowd browsed inCallous toward the injuryStill I rode the kidney trayAt the Concord Country JubileeAnd the evidence is aimed on meI screamedAnd the girl, she kissed his tongueHe touched her stuffed meatHer stuffed meat, her stuffed meat
