King Franco Picasso
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โฑ๏ธ 3:36 duration
๐ ID: 9973439
๐ Lyrics
Out of all, the kings in time, oh he was a monster
His big black eyes, were the far, the fable and the lobster
I used to hydrate the highness, bathe him in my brother's blood
He cut my feed from grim to dust, he crushed the island's crust all hail franco
He drilled it in with magic words
Always buttered up, oh he was a monster
It's brain diarrhoea
And he spluttered out, the speeches like a monster
It still pains me to see him, bathing in my brother's blood
He cut my feed from grim to dust, he crushed the island's crust all hail franco
All the combinations
All these memories gone
All hair stood up, it dribbled down to sock, oh he was a monster
The saint supreme, the shame machine, oh he was a monster
I used to hydrate the highness, bathe him in my brother's blood
He cut my feed from grim to dust, he crushed the island's crust all hail franco
All the combinations
All these memories gone
His big black eyes, were the far, the fable and the lobster
I used to hydrate the highness, bathe him in my brother's blood
He cut my feed from grim to dust, he crushed the island's crust all hail franco
He drilled it in with magic words
Always buttered up, oh he was a monster
It's brain diarrhoea
And he spluttered out, the speeches like a monster
It still pains me to see him, bathing in my brother's blood
He cut my feed from grim to dust, he crushed the island's crust all hail franco
All the combinations
All these memories gone
All hair stood up, it dribbled down to sock, oh he was a monster
The saint supreme, the shame machine, oh he was a monster
I used to hydrate the highness, bathe him in my brother's blood
He cut my feed from grim to dust, he crushed the island's crust all hail franco
All the combinations
All these memories gone