Слова:
Dead Moon Get On Board

the worms Out her butt, she ain't bathed in years My kind of bitch, I'll never forget We first met on a Oujia board Miss Crabber Damned, she would chew on

running through the crops [Shaggy 2 Dope:] On the perfect night fallin' stars don't even get noticed People throwin' holy water on they doors is scared of ghosts On

like dying (I feel like, I feel like, I feel like...) Yeah, hello... Get lifted... Yeah, I get lifted Yeah, yeah, so get lifted... yup! Haha... I am sittin' on

luck in their shoes I'm telling you You better run for home Go keep your distance Get back where you belong ! Bridge: Oh you can build an igloo on the moon

board to pay The victims of that heinous crime upon that dreadful day And I watch from the shadows where beneath a frosty moon Mr. Wolf and Mama Bear feed on

plastic The kids are all in line But they will never get a turn The city is made of cardboard And it's foggy with pollution Let's sit down on the moon

hair on his back and boils on his ass. Can anybody get you in their goddamn bed Just a?˜cause they got a crown on their goddamned head?" His momma says

board to pay The victims of that heinous crime upon that dreadful day And I watch from the shadows where beneath a frosty moon Mr. Wolf and Mama Bear feed on

the worms Out her butt, she ain't bathed in years My kind of bitch, I'll never forget We forced met on a Oujia board Miss Crabber Damned, she would chew on