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multipass (norway) - second coming lyrics

[verse]
who’s got a husky and likes to f+ck the housekeeper?
tall complexion and a day sleeper
the keeper, the reaper, i’m vying for the deeper
the catcher in the rye, the hills are getting steeper
who’s the mariachi, the lyrical karachi?
the man behind the money and the master of tai+ji?
i aspire to be the supple, and the training
with a cuff and a travel i’m supporting the monarchy
gives me a press stop for the love of the system
she’s a heavy+chested mom, no man can resist her
moved to argentina, went to find the el dorado
ended up in san paulo, the california for the amateur
they turn on television and i choose the mode it’s on
try location a+la vita with a preference for kefka
she’s flashing empathy, her playboys ain’t her

[chorus]
‘ey, mister+mister+mister
how do i get on top of your sister?
‘ey, mister+mister+mister
hate to be somebody when they aren’t making twister
‘ey, mister+mister+mister

[verse]
who’s got a look like he’s sweet white jesus?
believes he’s got a monkey and the world has come to pieces
in the battle of evil there is no rest + it never ceases
so the leader of the monkeys fights a telephone and freezes
the alien is a battler, a pushover with tacticool
say the least of currents with a mighty mouthful
no stars will shine, no love will grow
until a king is to be born in a town called tippalow
and turn it, and turn it, the white neg+yo
some believe and listen in the ring of fire
and his mother will be burned and his father is a liar
and the queen of south america will find it hard to buy, ah
the cross+eyed king resigned too soon
with an ode to his mother and a license to a gun
he’ll preach of the importance of love and gun
then the cross+eyed king sets in his glisten with sun
[chorus]
‘ey, mister+mister+mister
how do i get on top of your sister?
‘ey, mister+mister+mister
hate to be somebody when they aren’t making twister
‘ey, mister+mister+mister

[bridge]
yeah
no stars will shine, no love will grow
until a king is to be born in a town called tippalow
and turn it, and turn it, the white neg+yo
some believe and listen in the ring of fire
and his mother will be burned and his father is a liar
and the queen of south america will find it hard to buy, ah
the cross+eyed king resigned too soon
with an ode to his mother and a license to a gun
he’ll preach of the importance of love and gun
then the cross+eyed king sets in his glisten with sun

[chorus]
‘ey, mister+mister+mister
how do i get on top of your sister?
‘ey, mister+mister+mister
hate to be somebody when they aren’t making twister
‘ey, mister+mister+mister
how do i get on top of your sister?
‘ey, mister+mister+mister
hate to be somebody when they aren’t making twister
‘ey, mister+mister+mister

- multipass norway lyrics

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