Get Yer Mind Out The Gutter, by AngusEcrivain
Crunchin' bones like I'm eatin' flapjacks
Ain't my food of choice but it's too late now to take it back
'Cos that shit sustains me, gives me life
Sounds fucked up it's prob'ly the marrow, all I know is if I don't, I'm in strife
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Like Thanos with the stones an' Samson with his hair
Munchin' bones gives me strength to spare
So when you're eatin' at your favourite burger bar
I'll be outside, chewin' bones in the car
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Folk think I'm weird but that's all right
Couldn't give a fuck I'll eat bones all night
An' I know what yer thinkin', yer dirty fuckers
Wrong kinda' bone get yer mind out the gutter
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Tevun-Krus #56 - BonePunk
Science FictionIt's like StonePunk but with bones instead of stones!
