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Lirieke: Fury In The Slaughterhouse. Cigarette After.

My flight-ticket says Tampa A?IA«m coming overA? was the message That I sent her 12 hour horror flight Still in a good temper till I saw the immigration queue of Atlanta

Can I see your passport please Do you bring in any disease criminal activities If I think it over in my ass
Theres a H- Bomb

I wonA«t rape nuns
I donA«t sell guns
I just came to see my baby
IA«m not Slim shady
DonA«t wanna fuck the first lady
I just came to see my baby

Oops that was the wrong topic I mentioned Suddenly they paid me more attention i had to open my suitcase senseless rat race Staring at this pigface Got ready for the worst case


I like to shake down gents This is a US planet But IA«m from mother Europe And thats not the way weA«ve planned it


And I wonA«t bomb towers I bring love and flowers Cause I came to see my baby
I wonA«t kill your sons
Though theyA«re republican cunts
I just came to see my baby

( BEND OVER HERE COMES THE GLOVE )

first came the glove followed by laughter then someone offered me the cigarette after they showed me a sign that said no smoking then came the glove again not joking