I'll send you back
To the shadow realm
When I fucked myself
And no one, no one else
I should have listened at school
And double, double wrapped
I'm just like a big baby
Need no more, no more of them
And I thought I had
A sad sack in the wind
Like my grandaddy
And his grandaddy before him
"You said your pull-out game was strong"
Huh, well, I guess
I guess I was wrong, hey
And I'll send you back
To the salad days
When I found my friends
On Facebook Marketplace
I don't know if that's heaven
Is it fucking hell?
I'm just like a big baby
Need no more, no more of them
You make the devil, make a fool out of him
You make the devil, make a fool out of him
You make the devil, make a fool out of him
You make the devil, make a fool out of him
You make the devil, make a fool out of him
You make the devil, make a fool out of him
You make the devil, make a fool out of him
You make the devil, make a fool out of him
You motherfuckers only pro-life
Till you're born
You grow your fringe out
To hide your horns
And I know, listen
Twenty seven Jammy Dodgers in my belly
So little José, run on home
Run on home
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