Kurdistan is brutal, man It's something else We went to the store and stayed up all night Went into the head Buried a jew in the fruit cellar Blast it! I thought you were dead
We had a mammoth midnight feast on your body Jelly beans across the floor!
I stayed up again with you And banged my head You were supposed to rot
...were supposed to rot!
No saucepan? DENIED! I'll eat choc again. You didn't want to cook blood on the side Will I rest?
I'm still a stable dad With stable irons cursing Indian tea will set me free From this lickin' plate