Wckr Spgt
Wckr Spgt - Unfair Prospects lyrics
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He wants me to do yardwork But my cat's in the sack. He tells me to follow him, he thinks that I've been bad. I think this house is way off base But my cat's in the bag. I fear the mower, reap the harvest climb the tower and look the farthest away from here. There's got to be away. From here, there's got to be a way from that. But my cat's in the back