We can't got any super hater
We can't got any cyanide
We can't got any sterile women
That can give them the weekend
We can't got any norgy riddle
Norgy riddle of our land
We can't got any norgy tisker
Norgy tisker on the tin
Norgy tisker on the tin
Norgy tisker on the tin
We can't got any super hater
We can't got any super hater
We can't got any super hater
Here in peace, in holiday
I can really get a hold of you
They always have funny hopes
They have cool dresses and flowers
You can break the promise
Yes, they actually shoot you
In front of the table
In front of the table
K-good
They suck and hate, they make evil villains, evil villains
When she sits in the biographer, it's like an eternal, like an eternal hell
It's like an eternal, like an eternal hell
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