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My darling, my lover, my beautiful wife, Marrying you completely screwed up my life, I see your face every time that I'm dreaming, that's why I always wake up screaming. Three words to describe you.
Dear Mr Pig, We notice you've built a house of straw, You didn't ask permission, You didn't say what for, You didn't ring our office, You didn't write and so- Our Big Bad Wolf will be RIGHT ROUND To...
She was plastic fantastic. Loved floating in the sea. Theres no chance of drowning. With her 38DD's. She had lips like bee stings. And eyes like a cat. There's no chance of wrinkles.
Tsk tsk tsk Now Jack I agree With y'all havin' better food Truly and completely But under a Queen. I'm not so keen Wouldn't you want a choice As to who would be ruler.
Oh dear, oh dear, It seems you're queer, In matching, Red, white, blue, In case you know, To where we go, We'll make mash out of you, Yours, the place with right of arms, And poisoned spiders,...
The battle has ended, not a moment too soon. Our favorite lasses sing a triumphant tune. We throw a parade, and join in their song, Confident that they will never do wrong.
If the world was hell,. Your nanny would be Joseph Kony,. The only ship would be the Titanic,. Osama Bin Laden would come back from the dead and be in charge of the Nobel Peace Prize,.
Let's begin with school Why won't they let me rest. Stuck in school all day Forced to do test after test after test, I can't even go to the loo Can you believe that.
Sat on a throne was a fake Opussian Who was known as a copycat King Others in the land wanted to follow Me and you, just to get a better view As their words began to go unheard People's were unseen...
(Not exactly serious neither) The battlefield is red and hell, A mess of broken lives and limbs Dismembered demons growl their hymns But aching, tired we live to tell.
This is for men what can I say, If you don't like sports they say your gay They like raw meat Served on their plates No finesse or style, oh what a hate I see men standing at pub bars Eyeing up...