Knee-Deep In The Squantz Bog Of Naugatuck letra

Knee-Deep In The Squantz Bog Of Naugatuck

Lonely wrists of gold parking lots full of prostitutes
Go on down the line, have your pick of the night
And take her home ripe for the picking
Thoughts are shifted iodine reality cloud nine sky time
Once more this is a call
Complication please inform us
Complication please direct us out here on our own
Out here on our own,
The bullet in my heart was always meant for your head
The bullet in my heart was always meant for your head

Mod Flanders Conspiracy - Letras

• Hoot Mon Is Skippered By The Captain's Malone
• Knee-Deep In The Squantz Bog Of Naugatuck
• My Seventh-Grade Bus Driver Yells At Dead Trees
• Sex On A Buttered-Up Grilled Cheese Sandwich
• Spatulizing Lil' Mooky's Ostrich Eggs
• Take A Ride On My One-Wheeled
• The Zimbabwean Sea Shanties Of The Swashbuckler
• There Are No Marias Allowed In My Ant Farm
• This Is How To Use The Three Sea Shells