Tractor Rape Chain (Clean It Up)
In the gnarly winds
Of the oncoming beast
I've composed myself
In the choppy woods
Of the trackless roots
I complete the course
In the chance I took
On the broken horse
I'm the one who's no good
In your eyes
Can I change these things
Can I break the spell
That you've cast over me
Parallel lines on a slow decline
Tractor rape chain
Better yet let's all get wet
On the tractor rape chain
Clean it up, clean it up...right now...
Clean it up, clean your mess up right now...
Trzech facetow rozmawia o tym, jakie pochwy maja ich zony. Porownuja je do miast. Pierwszy mowi, z jego zona ma jak Paryz. Dlatego, z taka jest wspaniala, tetniaca zyciem. Drugi mowi, z jak Londyn. Zawsze taka mokra, troszke tajemnicza. A trzeci, z jego zony jest jak... Bydgoszcz!
- Dlaczego?! Pytaja tamci. A on na to:
- Dziura... po prostu dziura!
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