Leon's Random Generators
Song Lyrics
That's Your Wisket
| We won't wantonly enfever axis ? |
| We hash three plowboys . |
| You won't want alike . |
| You did stare ... |
| Ne gyrating ineffability nourishs ... |
| Your wisket per the jorums will except . |
| The massacre instincts president ignorant testudo ? |
| How don't we expire ? |
| You spur . |
| We pigeon madame warning telescope . |
| The gateless acroteriums do heart aside . |
| Never chain prodigious mayor surface unless you can't madden . |
| Least the more your wisket barricades the three cholochromes and your wisket and the totemic courches rising llama and another workable stuccowork and impersonator , the more stippling-like doctor parapegm-telecommunications seconds my testudo . |
| Whereas you don't broken hugh and my leg . |
| I will whittle me . |
| I toscatter them ! |
Need drums for this song? Check out DrumPatterns, The infinite work.