This song is a TRUE Story.... Well Almost!
Copyright 2006 Phlegm, and ARTFEST MUSIC
vocal melody, music & lyrix, traffic directing = Phlegm
VOcals = PHLEGM
Bass = Jason of DRIZZLE
Guitar = Tony of DRIZZLE
Drums = Karl of DRIZZLE
Recorded on horrible condensor mic on a shitty tape deck (boombox) in the middle of a LIVE SHOW at Princezzz Y Phlegm's ARTFEST HAUS of MUSIC & ART.
Re-mastered for best possible sound by Bradley Torrison of DARKSIDE Recordings 2006.
photo link=http://iacmusic.com/Uploads/66071_6_30_2009_11_20_13_AM_-_daffodils_pic_from_CHRIS_of_Data_Thieves_with_pHLeGm_edits.jpg
ORIGINAL PHOTO of Daffodils along the River BANK in Europe is
Copyright 2009 -by Chris of Data Thieves
Another lo-phi gem phrom phlegm!
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Lyrix
THis SONG will SHAKE your DICK,
AND
ROck your pussy 'til it's moist....IT's called....
The EMO SONG: Daffodils
The Daffodils on her grave reminded me of the time
that I fucked her pussy so hard
from the back
'cause that's the way that she wanted it...
SHe cried and screamed and moaned,
She went: AAAAHhhhhhhahhhhhhhhhhhhhh.....
ohhh0oooooh aaah ahha hhahhh ahhh ahhhh ohhh!
Her screaming reminded me
of the time
when we took
that RACIST homophobe hick
out to the desert,
Because He was such a goddamn Prick.
He took her, and Beat her, and raped her and Treat-ed her like she was muther fuckin' shit.
She was black.
He was white, and he was a racist.
We chopped his body up into
several
different
segments,
and placed them in different places,
all neatly in a row....
Nobody cried that day
when that muther fuckin' hickoid died
Nobody cried ... Nobody went : Ahhhhhhhhhhh Ahhhhhhh
oooohhhhh ohhh ohhh
ahhhhh ohhhh ohh ohh
The Daffodils on her grave
reminded me
of all the wonderful times that we had,
she was bad....
She did it like I wanted it
In fact we were both like that
and she could really give too
Until he took her
away.
But she couldn't leave him, OH no.
it was JUstice
and Retribution
FOR all the shit
that he did
Inside her head
and her BED,
and the bruises all over her body....
Today I went back to the other grave
and dug up every fucking Homophobe BONE
I found his toes
Laying right next
to his Armpit...
You know he killed himself,
while we were discussing
the imminent operation
or the dissection,
and I lost my lunch
JUST then I fuckin' lost it.
I puked all over the ground
I puked all over the fucking ground
on that day
I puked my lunch all over the ground
Aaaahhhhhhhhaaaaa aaaableeeecchhhhhblaaaaarrgghgh ohhh ooh ho
Hallaaaarrghh hurm....ohh ohh ohh
I puked all over the ground
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