| Now listen here, young sonny Jim,
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| and I’ll tell you how I lost my limbs.
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| One day, when I was playing darts,
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| I punctured all my body parts.
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| I quelled the pain by downing gin
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| which worked until gang green set in.
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| Oh doctor, my fate’s looking grim,
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| but can’t you please restore my limbs?
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| I’m sorry son,
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| you came too late.
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| We’re going to have to amputate!
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| Oh, very good.
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| The operation, now complete
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| Devoid of arms, legs, hands or feet
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| I slither home
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| only to find
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| my wife being rooted from behind.
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| And oh, it hurts my heart to see
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| such vile, atrocious sodomy.
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| But before I can even speak
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| she screams, «Away, you limbless freak!»
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| «You bean of a man!»
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| I saw my baby with a sideburn?
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| I saw my baby with a robot?
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| I saw my baby with a mwkmfeknjn?
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| I saw my baby with a ROO?
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| I saw my baby with a BLAAAHRH?
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| I saw my baby with a EFWJOFOEF?
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| I saw my baby with a waterbear!
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| I saw my baby with a dingo!
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| I saw my baby with a wwwwaaha?
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| But oh my dear, I shot in his face.
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| I simply have my limbs replaced
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| With robot legs, with which to trot,
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| And robot claws to crush your life. |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Secret Track , by - Miracles of Modern Science. Song from the album Dog Year, in the genre Инди