Wednesday, December 9, 2015

Go Get Him Guys

Iambic Lambic drink with me
Drink not, drink one, drink two, drink three
Pose all the words you want to prose
These words will not kill not one of those

Yeah I see the wrinkles in his eyes
I saw them before I'm not surprised
Who let him in go get him guys
Shoot at the hip hey here's a tip
Go get him guys

There's a body
There's somebody
Attack at will
There's the scent
I'm Hellbent
I could just kill

Well maybe if we all think differently
Well yeah but what's in it for me
Yeah I see the wrinkles in his eyes
Hold out my hand until you demand the other prize

We'll never confuse him for genius now
He sits there amazed and just wonders how
He constantly constantly well he tries
It's all OK well I always say go get him guys

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