Paroles de la chanson Kingsize par
Think big, girl, like a king, think kingsize.
Did you learn nothing in America? I've placed four big bananas in my lap
In New York I don't dream.
I always wanted to be less subculturally lonely,
but here I see no subculture. No, no future.
No big science. No big bananas. But I found no, no future
I rock the bananas gently, move back and forth.
Don't wake them
What is soft dick rock?
Using the elements of dick to create a softer, toned-down sound.
Did you learn nothing in America? I've placed four big bananas in my lap
In New York I don't dream.
I always wanted to be less subculturally lonely,
but here I see no subculture. No, no future.
No big science. No big bananas. But I found no, no future
I rock the bananas gently, move back and forth.
Don't wake them
What is soft dick rock?
Using the elements of dick to create a softer, toned-down sound.
I sing to the bananas. The skin is getting thin and brown
Norway. The girls are pretty. I'm one fourth Danish.
If you have a child you better learn how to bake.
I beckon the cupcake, the huge capitalist clit.
I search the oven, scrub the racks, put my whole head inside, but I just can't find it.
It's like looking out the window in there
The bananas rot slowly in my lap, silently, wildly, girly.
The rash is an opportunity, a common disease, something in common, a community, the definition must be: something attacking itself
Norway. The girls are pretty. I'm one fourth Danish.
If you have a child you better learn how to bake.
I beckon the cupcake, the huge capitalist clit.
I search the oven, scrub the racks, put my whole head inside, but I just can't find it.
It's like looking out the window in there
The bananas rot slowly in my lap, silently, wildly, girly.
The rash is an opportunity, a common disease, something in common, a community, the definition must be: something attacking itself
Four flaking, flaccid fingers.
No future. Oh, the fruit flies
No future. Oh, the fruit flies