You got me you
Fucka
You got me to ruin
My self on the altar
Of lust
That'll be the hit
That chases me
Intothebackofthedust
Got on at the back
Get off at the front
Somewhere between
Your breath and a smack
The river of mice
And a pear sweet cunt
You got me you pig
You got me entrancer
You got me you mirror
You frigid pole dancer
Come Tilly boo box
Come Tilly boobie
Come till your dew drops
As thick as a ruby
I'm threshold enthralled
And death bed all ropey
Allfortheloveofalickofyourpant s
You got me you
Fucka
Like a stab in the dark
You got me you
Fucka
So help us what larks
Take me you prankster
You demon you forester
Take me like Poland
Like cocaine like France
You'll be my greatest sin
You jack o lantern of dust
Let the lamenting begin
Mother Shibden will stalactize us
Knaresborough bridge is falling down,
falling down
History has spun.
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