Paroles de Walnut House

Think about it before you spray paint Don't worry, mom On the dumpster of the nursing home They have as many eyes as a pineapple I am the dumbest bitch on the planet On the second floor landing, sweating buckets My arm pits are like black moons Shaking at the end of a cord My leather daddy dancing very near Like a sweetheart would Hurting my butthole Like a sweetheart would Oh, oh, it's little titmouse Ah, ah, little chickadee Oh, ooh, it's little ruddy duck Don't worry, mom Don't worry, mom Don't worry, mom Don't worry, mom Don't worry, mom Don't worry, mom Don't worry, mom Don't worry, mom Don't worry, mom