Paroles de Uncle Tommy

Shh Yeah Those animals swam out of my lungs It's time to build my ant farm She find me but no she could not see What I touch in the bottom of me Uncle Tommy Yeah, it's hurting Don't fuck me Rock! Uncle Tommy Yeah, it's hurting Don't fuck me There was a place out on their lawn There was a pitcher in my home It was filled with water and guppies And I finally swim with the guppy Yeah, yeah