Honeydogs - 'Sans Sucre
Not far from the cradle close to the grave
You'd get out of bed but you're not that brave
You can scream but nobody's listening
Weren't you already kissing me


In your orchard you
Method Crystal - (Can't You)Trip Like I Do
I've got the understanding of a 4-year-old
I've got the piece of mind of a killer soul
I've got the rational of a New York cop
I've got the patience of a chopping block yeah

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