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No more year waiting for the hat fish, beard baiting
Cloaked blokes with the weird sayings
Sneers from folks and sheer hating
Campaigns to smear the top tier ratings
Be out of luck when they find out
What they rhyme ‘bout get the gluck gluck nine thou
See they work hard, out of shirts at the merch bar
John Hancocks on her dirt star
Can’t stomach how some want to sing or hum it
If you can’t do none, maybe you could finger drum it
Keep it a hundred whether wins or the fails
The way the Gang stunted took the wind out your sails
Snails, not the pace for a pen to sway
For the fake artistes and underground Hemingways
Aye, need the chum for the shidarks
Before we embidark, let me get a hidark
When you’re from the parts, from the parts unknown
Gotta feed the sharks, feed the sharks that’s lone
When you’re from the parts, from the parts unknown
Gotta feed the sharks, feed the sharks that’s lone
Yeah, When you’re from the parts, the parts unknown
Gotta feed the sharks, the sharks that’s lone
When you’re from the parts, the parts unknown
Gotta feed the sharks, the sharks that’s lone
Yo it’s the nip latching
Lip smacking, loud eating
Adenoid face, mouth breathing, heathen
A Ganga renowned for crowd pleasing
A stack of counterfeit bills made it rain like cloud seeding
Ow, he started local now he big global
The kid’s vocals won a peace prize at the Ig Nobels
In other words never been a hater
Shark Nation like a combination generator
A couple fornicators, with some priests, nuns
A couple grandmothers, mom, dads, niece, sons
Some beach bums land locked in Pennsylvania
Driving with the Salt Life decalcomania
Agh, not show them their respect?
Shit, that’ll be the day his mustache and his beard connect
Bet, whether you’re walking or you jet set
Ain’t no strangers here, just friends who haven’t met yet
When you’re from the parts, from the parts unknown
Gotta feed the sharks, feed the sharks that’s lone
When you’re from the parts, from the parts unknown
Gotta feed the sharks, feed the sharks that’s lone
Yeah, When you’re from the parts, the parts unknown
Gotta feed the sharks, the sharks that’s lone
When you’re from the parts, the parts unknown
Gotta feed the sharks, the sharks that’s lone
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I just made love on the carpet in the livingroom while this album played in the background. There's sex in this music! Among other good things. Merci Moka! Jelger de Verzwelger