Indie game song - Untitled | Текст песни

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• Indie game song
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I'm naked car
I''m made of meat
I'm selling ice cream
To kids I eat
Better cook me up some Dragon eggs
It makes no sense
my brain's starting to hurt
Dreamed up by some hippies in a yurt
What the hell? Is that Mr.Legs
whoa!
I'm binding Isaa
covered up in goo
Spraying paint made of swan poo
Welcome to the download
To the download
Welcome to the weird games
To the indie games
I don't get it
I don't get it
That makes it indie
That makes it indie
Seriously
I can't explain this
That makes it indie
That makes it indie