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Hot Potato lyrics
Playin' hot potato with a hand grenade
Shakin' like a leaf on a tree
you can see my blow myself to smithereens
Oh look it's raining pieces of me
Oh look up in the sky
It's a hole about the size of Texas
Oh fuck it's the end of the world
And don't you come a-crawlin' to me
You fuck with mother nature,
And she's gonna get pissed
She don't always act like a lady
She's the one who handed you the gift of life
And she could always take it away
Oh look up in the sky
It's a hole about the size of Texas
Oh fuck it's the end of the world
And don't you come a-crawlin' to me
My god is made of balsa wood and porcelain
I think I'm gonna puke in the sink
I need another shot of dextromethorphan
Take a break from havin' to think
Oh look up in the sky
It's a hole about the size of Texas
Oh fuck it's the end of the world
And don't you come a-crawlin' to me
Oh look up in the sky
It's a hole about the size of Texas
Oh fuck it's the end of the world
And don't you come a-crawlin' to me
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