Who will be the first?
And I feel sorry for all the anglophiles
Who's a member of the sevenage of our club
Let me see what's inside your backpack
In a back full of bones
And I know im in favor copied
Are you caught in this land?
Whats your odd?
And I felt the tips of your paddling broken back up
Scribbly written like a back capulary
It beats all these coajulate seats
That you so proudly wear around your necks like a badge of courage
And this is where I'll be not having a bag of my privilege sworn