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Peas & Whiskey (For Bern'dette)
Come with me, O my love, to where the flowergolds bloom
We値l drink peas and whiskey through a curlicue straw
I値l build you a palace of leaves, love and lint
With a moat filled with acid and lava
Come with me to my boat, we値l sail out to the desert
We値l dig up a cactus and teach it to walk
We値l frolic with dragons, and worship strange gods
And our children will all have goatees
Come with me, O my heart, I shall marry you thrice
And make love to you till you explode
I値l dress you like Hitler and jerk off while you dance
And we値l drink peas and whiskey through a curlicue straw
There値l be those who oppose us, 奏is certain and true
But we値l take on all comers and fight back-to-back
You with brass knuckles and I with my chain
We値l make a mound of their corpses that touches the sky
We値l bash them and smash them and kill them and hurt them
We値l bite them and kick them and chop them and slay them
We値l crush them with stones till they puke up their guts
Then we値l take the stones off them and hang them by their guts and set them on fire, then right before they die cut them down and torture them with power tools and their blood will splash all over us (you値l be so beautiful!) and we値l cut off pieces of their bodies and eat them while they池e still alive then we値l drain their blood into a bucket and shove their evil, disgusting faces in it and make them sputter and drown in a pool of their own vile, putrid, EVIL blood oh God I hate them SO MUCH I want to KILL EVERYONE!!!!!
So come with me, O my sweet, I will love you forever
And further than that if I can
I値l tattoo your whole body life-sized on my own
So that everyone knows that I知 yours
I値l swing in on a vine, catch you up in my arms
And we値l fly through the Barrows of Time
With you in my arms and gold crowns on our heads
To that patch forgotten where the flowergolds bloom
We値l sing with Sri Krishna! We値l jam with Kid Rock!
Lesbians will be thrown like confetti!
But then we値l take our leave, for tonight is our own
And we値l drink peas and whiskey through a curlicue straw.
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