Fall - In The Park |
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In The Park
Fall Night though I do not sleep I dream of the park up the road I open the bushes, a couple of lovers Trying to be [lustAnd although my spouse is in the other room I think we can do it here Yes, uh, and she makes me pay For every [girl and dussel of hat] Anyway here, quiet here You thought itd be great You thought itd be great But a good mind does not a good fuck make I take you to the park up the road But here is the rain Rain makes policemen no threat Turns cars into little specks Muffles the shouts of your neighbour And we will have sex here Here, here Couch, shagged out Theres no hardIts just come and its gone Im becoming everything I used to hate But I cant go back there Not back there, I cant go back there Not back to the park The brown monk ghostll catch us And make us lustMake us wear huckleberry masks and, uh, huckleberry masks You sing you dont believe in [couples] But I cant believe that Especially the crap about the huckleberry masks |
