Leon's Random Generators
Song Lyrics
The Mohawk
| When did we eschew yourself? |
| Original tush wasn't from ramblers. |
| The mohawk wasn't with my teenage tush. |
| If you are effeminate, elected the four canneries? |
| The mohawk without the praise does signify impulsively. |
| How did we degenerate gaily? |
| How do the mohawk and the mohawk inspire three meats? |
| The mohawk doesn't snuggle. |
| Or mohawk will constitute the oblivious's panda-like praise. |
| We don't swelter no halcyon. |
| Then you didn't tack. |
| And omnipresence isn't swashbuckling. |
| I furbish one more more cookies and my nine republicans. |
| How did i theory? |
| Then never lament insufficient moraine unless you can't fold! |
| Where there's the mohawk, there's the mohawk. |
| You will may... |
| And we pummel prince golf. |
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