The Story: Don't eat the fruit in the garden, Eden,, It wasn't in God's natural plan., You were only a rib,, And look at what you did,, To Adam, the father of Man.
The Story: You smell like goat, I'll see you in hell
The Story: All the b***h had said, all been washed in black
The Story: And my blunt is my ho now
The Story: At home, drawing pictures, Of mounds of tots, With ham on top
This is what I hear the lyric all the time,I knew
that it isn't the real lyric,but sine it fits the
band(Death sold much less albums that their talent
implies) I figured out that I'd keep the lyric,but
since it sounds so close to the original,nobody
figured out what I was singing.
7/1/2011 7:03 am
Age it happened
Better than original?
Convinced others you were right?
Was partying involved?
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