Completely Original Lyrics · 9:07pm Dec 31st, 2018
And now for something completely different:
Raise this barn, raise this barn,
One, two, three, four.
Together we will drop all yarn.
Nun, grew, knee, sore.
Dreadful nights, ice-cream seams,
Drinking oil, cloud screams,
Neural transmittance rate,
Call a doctor, it’s too late.