So fucking what!
Well, I've been to Hastings and I've been to Brighton
I've been to Eastbourne too
So what, so what
And I've been here, I've been there
I've been every fucking where
So what, so what
So what, so what, you boring little cunt
Well, who cares, who cares what you do
Yeah, who cares, who cares about you, you, you, you, you
Well, I've fucked the queen, I've fucked Bach
I've even sucked an old man's cock
So what, so what
And I've fucked a sheep, I've fucked a goat
I rammed my cock right down its throat
So what, so what
So what, so what, you boring little fuck
Well, who cares, who cares what you do
And, who cares, who cares about you, you, you, you, you
And I've drunk that, I've drunk this
I've spewed up on a pint of piss
So what, so what
I've had scank, I've had speed
I've jacked up until I bleed
So what, so what
So what, so what, you boring little cunt
Well, who cares, who cares what you do
Yeah, who cares, who cares about you, you, you, you, you, you
A-hahaha!
Yeah!
I've had crabs, I've had lice
I've had the clap and that ain't nice
So what, so what
I've fucked this, I've fucked that
I've even fucked a school girl's twat
So what, so what
So what, so what, you boring little fuck
Well, who cares, who cares what you do
And, who cares, who cares about you, you, you, you, you, you
So fucking what!
Yeah
I'm starting to realize I like Oasis' songwriting. I just don't like there arrangements or Liam's fucking voice like, I've been listening to covers of their songs and they sound so much better like if you British motherfuckers would stop trying to Beatles on speed, you might actually be listenable besides "Wonderwall" and "Don't Look Back in Anger".
One day you're here, baby / And then you're gone.....Uncontroversial opinion:
Wonderwall > Boulevard of Broken Dreams
No more Mr. Nice Guy / No more Mr. Clean / No more Mr. Nice Guy / They say, "he's sick, he's obscene!"if you've lived ya life with lightning rods in ya ears, I'm sure anything will sound electrifying.
But, Live Forever sounds like what people think "hobknocking" is supposed to be.
Edited by Baisteach on Sep 3rd 2020 at 6:58:18 AM
One day you're here, baby / And then you're gone.....Forgive her
For she knows
Not what she does....
A cross upon her bedroom wall.
From grace she will fall.
An image burning in her mind.
And between her thighs.
A dying God-man full of pain.
When will you cum again?
Before him beg to serve or please.
On your back or knees.
There's no forgiveness for her sins.
Prefers punishment?
Would you suffer eternally
Or internally?
Ah.
For her lust
She'll burn in hell.
Her soul done medium well.
All through mass
manual stimulation
Salvation.
Corpus Christi
She needs
Corpus Christi
Corpus Christi.
Corpus Christi
She needs
Corpus Christi
Corpus Christi.
Body of Christ.
She needs.
Body of Christ.
Body of Christ.
She'd like to know God.
love God.
Feel her God.
Inside of her - deep inside of her.
She'd like to know God.
love God.
Feel, feel, feel
Her God,
Inside of her
Deep inside of her.
Inside of her
Deep inside of her.
Jesus Christ looks like me
Jesus Christ,
Jesus Christ looks like me
Jesus Christ.
Jesus Christ looks like me
Jesus Christ,
Jesus Christ looks like me
Jesus Christ.
Jesus Christ looks like me
Jesus Christ,
Jesus Christ looks like me
Jesus Christ.
Jesus Christ looks like me
Jesus Christ,
Jesus Christ looks like me
Jesus Christ.

Karens are the worst. You can't fight me.
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