Les Claypool
Les Claypool - Holy Mackerel lyrics
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Pick a name, pick a place, chances are I've had the means to be there. Pick a date, pick a time, I got it from a friend of mine, the ability to Socialize. Holy Mackerel Once when I was young, I troubled over imperfection in my knees. When you cultivate a pompadour It's best to keep the top up for the Breeze. Cuts like hell, ya know. Sporty was a poetry boy, and liked to puff his pipe into the night. But since he sold him hits of ectasy. Johnny Law, he took a decade of his life, that's a hunk of life. Holy Mackerel