Leon's Random Generators
Song Lyrics
It's The Computer
| The computer won't excarnate labiate spiles and zero vivariums . |
| Hearths are sempiternal . |
| We underlie ... |
| The computer does spleen the richnesss and parvoline . |
| If you are a dukeling , farts . |
| We comport . |
| Albeit how did i echo ? |
| Who doesn't the computer yer polarizable mayor jangle answer ? |
| You didn't drip . |
| Renunciate ... |
| The more they over , the less they internationalize another plane . |
| The more they captain five gainstandings , the more they seem ! |
| What didn't your enough rews expeditiously point ? |
| Hum . |
| The more they fruit , the less they refragate issuably ... |
| I don't space adroitly ? |
| It's better to deem officer vile than ossify my bitts and liberatory yeoman . |
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