Mollycoddle ends their very first concert with the ground breaking Ful-Jacques at fest in a box in Malmö.
LYRICS:
My house aint got no roof but that doesnt mean that I am poor
I just hate everything that society stands for
I dont ever want to see you or your ugly face again
I only hung out with you so I could f*ck your friend
I opress my family
cos I dont want them to feel free
I can't wait to beat your kids
I fantisize about their eyelids
Heathen monkeys fill my dreams
and I dont know just what it means
If I feel like smiling I choke my soul with gin
I cry and play my vi-i-iolin
when I satisfy my lust
the devil himself looks away in disgust
he tries to tell me Im too mean
I always thought he was too clean
do you follow what I mean?
Det här var jävligt grymt!
enlitenbomb 6 months ago