: On etait des milliers Au barbecue de l'Elysee Tous de blanc vetus Toutes en dos nus Et les gens se baiganient Dans des bains de Champagne Les gens
: UHH qwel summer heat stroke have a heat stroke so this one joe goes there was this flow that boasts he totes a gun dont know his promo caught some
Can't You See I Don't Want This? To See, Your Eyes Must Be Open You See Your Own Truth In My Kiss You're Feeding Me, You're Kissing Me, You're Tasting
It was Labour day weekend, I was seventeen, I bought a coke and some gasoline, and I drove out to the county fair. When I saw her for the first time,
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I guess I did it again Well I embarrassed you in front of your friends It always happens this way I should've known that I would do it again I was just
Torn apart upon a hook limb from fucking bloody limb Carbonized and oxidized pancreatic ducts ripped out Cleaned of all its organs nephrons smother
Lets set the north pole on fire! Here we go! Barbeque, softshoe, living in an igloo Cookin' up chicken wings, creating a meaty, beefy stew Charcoal,
we always need a skinhead BBQ back in the month of June to ward off all the bad feelings left over from the fall and spring. we must rely on common
Aussie Barbeque -Eric Bogle When the summer sun is shining on Australia's happy land Round countless fires, in strange attire in many solemn bands of
Hey now, welcome to my house I'm gonna' have a BBQ and maybe I'll invite ya' Gotta side of pork Gotta' side of creamy salad Got a jar of cole slaw and
Hey now, welcome to my house I'm gonna' have a BBQ and maybe I'll invite ya' Gotta side of pork Gotta' side of creamy salad Got a jar of cole slaw
Oooh when I was a little boy Only one or two The first thing I did enjoy Was a plate of Barbeque CHORUS: Barbeque sliced beef and bread Ribs and sausage
Prophecy Death unleashed World explodes Cause unknown Blood red sky Humans fry Boiling earth No rebirth Brutal deaths Melting flesh Genocide Billions
Burning cities Rotting bodies Random killing Corpses burning Sickening plagues Living decay Charcoaled bodies Flesh is rotting Baron wastelands Millions
Rotting corpses Rats feeding on dead flesh Crumbling buildings Aftermath of the earth
Awakened from the damp cold grave Centuries undead the coffin's slave Hungering for taste of mortal blood Hands breaking through the rotted wood Tearing
Torn out throats Pulled out guts Hacked off limbs Peeled off skin Cut off heads Mangled flesh Smashed in face Splattered brains