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
Just checked the lyrics on the internet. I always thought it was "golfing child" because the singer's voice is hard to understand and most of the other lines are pretty indistinct as well. Turns out that the lyrics - from a lyrics website - actually make sense and are not nonsense rhymes like I've thought for the past 24 years! I used to think it was about a pub [the "church"] full of music journalists.
12/17/2007 8:54 am
Age it happened
Better than original?
Convinced others you were right?
Was partying involved?
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