[FRAULEIN KOST (spoken)] Herr Ludwig! You are not leaving so early? [ERNST] I do not find this party amusing. [FRAULEIN KOST] Ah- but it is just beginning
for your bullshit or playin' A'salaam a something' or another "Wait isn't Juanita your mother?" "I told you I know you, now grant me a moment" At the
be totally honest, they didn't seem much different When there weren't any parties Some time she'd party with townies Out on the parkways, after the parties
Hardy They're about to organize a searching party. Take me home, oh muddah fadduh, take me home, I hate Grenada Don't leave me out in the forest where
to amuse me. who me, a raver? do me a favor, make like a blackhead and get out of my face crack head. each and every nominee gets a year's supply
forest fire I started I will not let, I will not let You get further from me You must fight for me Oh, it was a funny feeling To be wanted So, it was a
there's a boy stealing a car there's a psychopathic killer who fires grenades into a bar there's a child tormenting a pet there's a drug party somewhere
dead How about a goldfish? I don't want a goldfish How about a goldFISH? I don't...want a goldfish How about A goldfish? I don't want...a goldfish What
in his forest, was made of the victims been impaled Az e jszaka szulott je, a forditott let sar ja.. a karoba huzo vajda! A szelrozsa minden iranyaba
and my little cousin Bobby Shaw Cobra Status! Nigga I'm the lost Pip of Gladis Colder than a 40 hard to shake like a habit Nigga I'm a hawk, you a forest
duplicate my flow but it's difficult Like a game of Yahtzee Chickens stress me out like paparazzi as I flip a flow you desire Dattie blaze those trees and let's start this forest
the grass on the forest My craft is flawless, have ya flesh wrapped in a blackened sausage Blood Splashed across it for rhymin like a fag in a cordless
re about to organize a searching party. Take me home, oh Muddah, Fadduh, Take me home, I hate Granada, Don't leave me out here in the forest
chickens, they was actin' so snobby and bitchy, fuck it Pass me the sticky The chicky wanted to leave me with a kiss and a hickie I ain't wit it but give me a
laughter - (Chorus) I hear you're leaving this town, You and some girl gonna travel around, You bought a car with foldback seats, you'll camp out by the lakes and forests
as a poet on the Walls of Jericho Or the moon without the comfort of the stars I am loathe to know it that a man without a soul Is nothing but a split
being drunk in a hurry. It's 2 a.m. No one was able to get the tents or even put out the camp fire. After a hard drinking spree they felt asleep just
a conversation at a party With famous Rabbit Hunter Elmer Fudd He told me I just had to see his rifle And dropped it on the table with a thud I said