Album: For Screening Purposes Only

There's a dog at the door,
Looking for a home,
He needs a brand new wife,
He needs a bone,

Say you wanted to dance,
But you couldn't get out of bed,
With all of those angry thoughts,
That you've got flowing round your head

One of the heard eh,
One more time,
Play it again sam,
Before we die

Hey hey what's that tune?
Hey hey turn it off,
Hey hey what's that tune?
Hey hey are you still here?

He was a son of the east,
He was badly dressed,
He had a knot in his hand,
And stains on his vest

He was a son of the east,
And after all he confessed,
He still couldnt kill,
The wicked witch of the west

Think quick,
Duck right,
Slow down,
Repent

We're coming down,
Coming way down from up up above,
Hear it rolling down,
Isn't it time we kicked up a fuss?
Like a snow ball rolling down the hill,
Like someone whos terminally ill,
Take this disease it's tasty and warm,
Take this shake,
Roll a ball

Hey hey, what's that tune?
Hey hey turn it off x3

Hey hey what's that tune
Hey hey are you still here

Snow ball
Throwing the ball

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