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on Lenny, on Eddy
on anyone poo poo poo
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squeeze your arse and poo poo poo
i don’t care about no hemorrhoids
i don’t care about no hemorrhoids
i just wanna see you poo
i just wanna see you poo
squat, sit
i just wanna see you poo poo
smelly stinky poo
i just wanna see you poo poo
callum’s corner, callum’s pooner
callum’s corner poo poo for me
callum’s poo, callum’s everything
callum i want you to poo on me
callum poo to the left
callum poo to the right
callum poo on your stream
on Lenny, on Eddy
on anyone poo poo poo
poo, callum, poo poo poo
i wanna see you poo like me
i wanna see me poo like you
callum, one, two plus two
callum is two plus two equals poo
two plus two equals poo
callum’s corner please do a poo
callum adams, callum adams
poo poo callum do a poo
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(Verse 1) Well, down in the dusty town of King Cobra, Where the whiskey flows and the nights grow colder, There’s a man named JFS Josh Saundah, a legend they say, He rides a drunk wizard’s broomstick at the break of day. (Pre-Chorus) He’s got a toy wand in one hand, a toy gun in the other, An alcoholic of age, he’s a true troubadour brother, His cool taste in moonshine, it’ll knock you off your feet, And when he sings, the whole saloon stomps to the beat. (Chorus) Warlock vs. Warlord, a showdown at high noon, In the heart of the desert, where the tumbleweeds croon, They’ll duel with their spells, sparks flying through the air, And the winner takes all, the throne and the silverware. (Verse 2) Now, the Ozzy Sicko Mead flows freely in the tavern, Brewed by the old bartender, a wizard named Maarvin, He whispers secrets to the wind, and the moon winks back, As the Voldemort of the West sips his mead, pitch-black. (Bridge) The stars align, and the coyotes howl, As the warlock and warlord face off, scowls to scowl, Their eyes lock, magic crackling like lightning strikes, And the town holds its breath, caught in the mystical sights avada kadabra bitesize! nanaa na naaaha na naa

(Verse 1) Well, down in the dusty town of casper lived Cobra, Where the whiskey flows and the nights grow colder, There’s a man named JFS Josh Saundah, a legend they say, He rides a drunk wizard’s broomstick at the break of day. (Pre-Chorus) He’s got a toy wand in one hand, a toy gun in the other, An alcoholic of age, he’s a true troubadour brother, His cool taste in moonshine, it’ll knock you off your feet, And when he sings, the whole saloon stomps to the beat. (Chorus) Warlock vs. Warlord, a showdown at high noon, In the heart of the desert, where the tumbleweeds croon, They’ll duel with their spells, sparks flying through the air, And the winner takes all, the throne and the silverware. (Verse 2) Now, the Ozzy Sicko Mead flows freely in the tavern, Brewed by the old bartender, a wizard named Marvin, He whispers secrets to the wind, and the moon winks back, As the Voldemort of the West sips his mead, pitch-black. (Bridge) The stars align, and the coyotes howl, As the warlock and warlord face off, scowls to scowl, Their eyes lock, magic crackling like lightning strikes, And the town holds its breath, caught in the mystical sights, HAVADA KADABRA BITESIZE!

(Verso 1) Me desperté una mañana sin ti a mi lado La habitación vacía, tus risas han callado Una carta en la mesa, tus palabras escritas Diciendo que te ibas, que ya no había salida (Coro) Y ahora te veo en línea, vendiendo tus sueños En un mundo digital, perdiéndote entre el egoísmo Y yo aquí, preguntándome qué pasó Cómo llegamos a este final tan frío (Verso 2) Recuerdo las promesas que un día nos hicimos Juramentos de amor, ahora desvanecidos Tus ojos que brillaban, ahora vacíos y fríos Y yo aquí, intentando encontrar algún motivo (Coro) Y ahora te veo en línea, vendiendo tus sueños En un mundo digital, perdiéndote entre el egoísmo Y yo aquí, preguntándome qué pasó Cómo llegamos a este final tan frío (Puente) Tus fotos en la pantalla, una sonrisa fingida Mientras yo sigo aquí, con el corazón herido Quizás algún día entienda tu camino Pero por ahora, me quedo con este destino (Coro) Y ahora te veo en línea, vendiendo tus sueños En un mundo digital, perdiéndote entre el egoísmo Y yo aquí, preguntándome qué pasó Cómo llegamos a este final tan frío

i fell asleep on the couch. i woke up and the bitch was gone. i found her a few days later at the pound. the dog catcher said she was pregnant. they might look like him. he wouldnt pay puppy support. we drove back to put the bitch in a doggy pen. but my truck broke down. so i commited grand theft auto and got home that night. we put her in the pen. oh shoot i lost the bitch again! i found her two days later in the dumpster. the racoon said she was pregnant. oooOOoooOooOOooooooooOoooooOOOoooooOOOOhhhhh

(Verse 1) Well, down in the dusty town of King Cobra, Where the whiskey flows and the nights grow colder, There’s a man named JFS Josh Saunders, a legend they say, He rides a drunk wizard’s broomstick at the break of day. (Pre-Chorus) He’s got a toy wand in one hand, a toy gun in the other, An alcoholic of age, he’s a true troubadour brother, His cool taste in moonshine, it’ll knock you off your feet, And when he sings, the whole saloon stomps to the beat. (Chorus) Warlock vs. Warlord, a showdown at high noon, In the heart of the desert, where the tumbleweeds croon, They’ll duel with their spells, sparks flying through the air, And the winner takes all, the throne and the silverware. (Verse 2) Now, the Ozzy Sicko Mead flows freely in the tavern, Brewed by the old bartender, a wizard named Marvin, He whispers secrets to the wind, and the moon winks back, As the Voldemort of the West sips his mead, pitch-black. (Bridge) The stars align, and the coyotes howl, As the warlock and warlord face off, scowls to scowl, Their eyes lock, magic crackling like lightning strikes, And the town holds its breath, caught in the mystical sights, avada kadabra bitesize!

i fell asleep on the couch one day. i woke up and the bitch was gone. i found her 2 days later in the pound, the dog catcher said she was pregnant. it might look like him

Kijk we rijden hier nu met onze auto Opweg naar terschuur, dat is de place to be We gaan daar lekker feesten We zuipen ons lam Want..... Ome lammert die is jarig en dat moeten we vieren Ook Theo is vandaag een jaartje ouder Daarom zitten wij nu in de auto In de auto is het fijn Hier is het best wel klein Het heet de belleman Hey kijk eens wat hij kan Want..... Ome lammert die is jarig en dat moeten we vieren Ook Theo is vandaag een jaartje ouder Daarom zitten wij nu in de auto

Verse 1: In the heart of Saint-Petersburg's charm and frost, Lives a little French rooster, far from his homeland lost. With feathers as white as the snowflakes that fall, He walks with a purpose, standing proud and tall. Chorus: Oh, the rooster from France, in Russia he dances, Teaching French, sipping beers, life's a series of chances. Under the twilight sky, where the Neva River gleams, He dreams his dreams of peace, in a world without seams. Verse 2: By day, he studies, in the halls of knowledge, International relations, hoping for peace at last. But when the evening comes, in the city's glowing lights, He shares tales of Ariege, on those long Northern nights. Chorus: Oh, the rooster from France, in Russia he dances, Teaching French, sipping beers, life's a series of chances. In the glow of the city, where the past and future meet, He finds his joy and sorrow, in every person he greets. Bridge: With every chaverma bite, and every beer he sips, He weaves a tapestry of friendship, with laughter on his lips. From the west to the east, his spirit takes flight, A little French rooster, shining oh so bright

Verse 1: In the heart of Saint-Petersburg's charm and frost, Lives a little French rooster, far from his homeland lost. With feathers as white as the snowflakes that fall, He walks with a purpose, standing proud and tall. Chorus: Oh, the rooster from France, in Russia he dances, Teaching French, sipping beers, life's a series of chances. Under the twilight sky, where the Neva River gleams, He dreams his dreams of peace, in a world without seams. Verse 2: By day, he studies, in the halls of knowledge, International relations, hoping for peace at last. But when the evening comes, in the city's glowing lights, He shares tales of Ariege, on those long Northern nights. Chorus: Oh, the rooster from France, in Russia he dances, Teaching French, sipping beers, life's a series of chances. In the glow of the city, where the past and future meet, He finds his joy and sorrow, in every person he greets. Bridge: With every chaverma bite, and every beer he sips, He weaves a tapestry of friendship, with laughter on his lips. From the west to the east, his spirit takes flight, A little French rooster, shining oh so bright

From the sands of Muscat to the hills of India, Distance may separate us, but love will always find a way. Though miles apart, our hearts beat as one, Underneath the same stars, we dream of our reunion. Oh, my love across the sea, In your arms is where I long to be. Through every mile and every day, Our love grows stronger in every way.

(Verse 1) Josh Saunders, a warlock with a drunk wizard’s grin, Wields his toy wands like a reckless sin. He’s the regarded alcoholic of age, they say, Tales of his wild nights echo through the bay. (Pre-Chorus) Reddit knows his name, the gothic bad boy in town, Ozzy and Danny whispers secrets when the moon’s around. They’re all sickos in their own twisted way, Dancing with shadows, chasing the fray. (Chorus) Oh, Josh Saunders, raise your glass high, To the moonlit madness and the whiskey sky. Toy wands sparking, spells gone awry, In this country of chaos, we’re all a little high. (Verse 2) Warlock Josh strums his guitar by the fire, Drunk wizard’s wisdom, fueled by desire. His cloak tattered, boots worn thin, Alcohol-fueled magic, a dangerous spin. (Bridge) Warlock Josh stumbles through the saloon door, Drunk wizard’s laughter, echoes on the floor. Toy wands clatter, as he casts a spell, The room spins, and the jukebox yells Fuck bitesize I win!. ohh yeah trolles.

Try to drown the pain Makes no sense, driving you mundane We all love to complain about love's pain Scarlet emotion, dead and no devotion Drowning in our sorrow, drinking the bottle 'til tomorrow Like a dove with it's wings ripped off, heart's torn in two The old familiar sting like cobra's venom infecting the wound Heart sinking into your stomach, splitting in two Like the Titanic scraping across the iceberg Feeling lonely, so we panic Sick of the hurt, sick of the pain Sick of double standards It's driving me insane Broken hearts like broken dreams, shattered glass We've fallen on our ass again Drown our sorrow in a blunt 'cause love can be such a fucking cunt ( deep voice ) The old familiar sting Her name rings like a church bell Living in a broken-heart hell It went from wedding bells to funeral bells Because your love died Your love died, your love died The say weddings are just funerals with cakes If you get rejected, it don't matter We all die alone in the end That's the bitter truth of life It sticks you like a sharp knife, cuts you deep Talk is cheap Trust again to make that leap Fuck bitesize like a dog you should go to sleep

(Verse 1) Well, down in the heart of the dusty ol’ town, There’s a legend they tell when the sun’s goin’ down. It’s 'bout a man named Josh Saunders, a wild one indeed, With a toywand, a toygun, and a head full of need. (Pre-Chorus) He’d stumble into the saloon, boots scuffin’ the floor, Eyes bloodshot, hat tilted, staggerin’ through the door. The jukebox would play, and the whiskey would pour, As Josh danced with the devil, beggin’ for more. (Chorus) Oh, Josh Saunders, the alcoholic king, Raisin’ hell in the moonlight, a wild and reckless thing. His laughter echoed like a rattlin’ cobra’s hiss, In the neon glow, he’d stumble and miss. (Verse 2) He’d tell tales of Reddit, where he’d roam late at night, Trollin’ the forums, stirrin’ up a fight. His YouTube channel A blurry mess of rants, A drunken rage, a digital dance. (Pre-Chorus) But deep down, there was a messica soul, Lost in the chaos, tryin’ to find a goal. He’d drown his sorrows, seekin’ redemption, In the bottom of a bottle, a twisted dimension. (Chorus) Oh, Josh Saunders, the alcoholic king, Raisin’ hell in the moonlight, a wild and reckless thing, fuck bitesize I hope i see you swing

(Verse 1) Well, down in the heart of the dusty ol’ town, There’s a legend they tell when the sun’s goin’ down. It’s 'bout a man named Josh Saunders, a wild one indeed, With a toywand, a toygun, and a head full of need. (Pre-Chorus) He’d stumble into the saloon, boots scuffin’ the floor, Eyes bloodshot, hat tilted, staggerin’ through the door. The jukebox would play, and the whiskey would pour, As Josh danced with the devil, beggin’ for more. (Chorus) Oh, Josh Saunders, the alcoholic king, Raisin’ hell in the moonlight, a wild and reckless thing. His laughter echoed like a rattlin’ cobra’s hiss, In the neon glow, he’d stumble and miss. (Verse 2) He’d tell tales of Reddit, where he’d roam late at night, Trollin’ the forums, stirrin’ up a fight. His YouTube channel? A blurry mess of rants, A drunken rage, a digital dance. (Pre-Chorus) But deep down, there was a messica soul, Lost in the chaos, tryin’ to find a goal. He’d drown his sorrows, seekin’ redemption, In the bottom of a bottle, a twisted dimension. (Chorus) Oh, Josh Saunders, the alcoholic king, Raisin’ hell in the moonlight, a wild and reckless thing. fuck bitesize i hope I see you swing

(Pre-Chorus) He strums his guitar by the moonlight’s glow, Sings about love lost and roads unknown. His voice echoes through the swampy air, A troubadour’s tale of despair. (Chorus) JFS Saunders, the barkeep knows his name, Pours him a shot of courage, lights up the flame. Daddy Clint leans on the jukebox, eyes half-closed, As King Cobra sings of love and woes. (Verse 2) He’s got a toywand in his pocket, a toygun on his hip, A wild imagination, a whiskey-fueled trip. He’s the alcoholic of age, sippin’ on regret, In a world where the neon signs never forget. (Bridge) He’s the gothic bad boy, black leather and chains, A Reddit renegade, dancing in the rain. His YouTube channel filled with midnight confessions, And trollish tales that defy all conventions. (Chorus) JFS Saunders, the barkeep knows his name, Pours him a shot of courage, lights up the flame. Daddy Clint leans on the jukebox, eyes half-closed, As King Cobra sings of love and woes. Fuck bitesize!

(Pre-Chorus) He strums his guitar by the moonlight’s glow, Sings about love lost and roads unknown. His voice echoes through the swampy air, A troubadour’s tale of despair. (Chorus) JFS Saun Saunders, the barkeep knows his name, Pours him a shot of courage, lights up the flame. Daddy Clint leans on the jukebox, eyes half-closed, As King Cobra sings of love and woes. (Verse 2) He’s got a toywand in his pocket, a toygun on his hip, A wild imagination, a whiskey-fueled trip. He’s the alcoholic of age, sippin’ on regret, In a world where the neon signs never forget. (Bridge) He’s the gothic bad boy, black leather and chains, A Reddit renegade, dancing in the rain. His YouTube channel filled with midnight confessions, And trollish tales that defy all conventions. (Chorus) JFS Saun Saunders, the barkeep knows his name, Pours him a shot of courage, lights up the flame. Daddy Clint leans on the jukebox, eyes half-closed, As King Cobra sings of love and woes. Fuck bitesize!

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**Verse 1:** In the heart of Saint-Petersburg's grandeur and frost, Lives a little French rooster, far from his homeland lost. With feathers as white as the snowflakes that fall, He walks with a purpose, standing proud and tall. **Chorus:** Oh, the rooster from France, in Russia he dances, Teaching French, sipping beers, life's a series of chances. Under the twilight sky, where the Neva River gleams, He dreams his dreams of peace, in a world without seams. **Verse 2:** By day, he studies, in the halls of knowledge vast, International relations, hoping for peace at last. But when the evening comes, in the city's glowing lights, He shares tales of Paris, on those long Northern nights. **Chorus:** Oh, the rooster from France, in Russia he dances, Teaching French, sipping beers, life's a series of chances. In the glow of the city, where the past and future meet, He finds his joy and sorrow, in every person he greets. **Bridge:** With every chaverma bite, and every beer he sips, He weaves a tapestry of friendship, with laughter on his lips. From the Seine to the Neva, his spirit takes flight, A little French rooster, shining oh so bright. **V

Энча пьёт водицу из ключа Скади застрало в авокаде Квапа завела себе клопа Сларки тренируются в качалке Скади где-то в ящике не складе ЭсЭф знает что такое блеф Манки кинг вызывает вас на ринг Виндра нет ни капельки стыда Пудж это растолстевший скрудж Энча ушла из дома без ключа У урсы ярко-жёлтые трусы Скади в ультрафиолетовой помаде Рубик ест душистый трупик Энча инвестирует с плеча

[Verse] I was a drifter, lost out on the road Searching for something, a place to call my own (oh-oh) Then you found me, like a beacon in the night A love so pure and true, shining so bright (ooh-yeah) [Verse 2] With every step we take, hand in hand Through the wheat fields and the red desert sand Our love grows stronger, like a eucalyptus tree Forever bound together, you and me (ooh-yeah) [Chorus] My love, under southern skies we roam In this vast land, we'll always find our home Through the bush and the Outback, side by side In this land of dreams, our love will never hide (ooh-yeah) [Verse 3] Beneath the canopy of stars, we lay at night Wrapped in each other's arms, holding on tight The Southern Cross above, our guiding light In love's journey, we take our flight (ooh-yeah) [Bridge] And when the storms come, as they might We'll stand strong, together we'll fight Like the mighty rivers, through lands they carve Our love's a force, with the power to unnerve (ooh-yeah) [Chorus] My love, under southern skies we roam In this vast land, we'll always find our home Through the bush and the Outback, side by side In this land of dreams, our love will never hide (ooh-yeah) [Outro] So