The Leavening Of The Spit-Bread Girls - Munly & The Lee Lewis Harlots

The Leavening Of The Spit-Bread Girls - Munly & The Lee Lewis Harlots

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Munly & The Lee Lewis Harlots
Год
2004
Язык
`Engelska`
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The Leavening Of The Spit-Bread Girls

Munly & The Lee Lewis Harlots

Do you believe the people who be surroundin' me?

(yes we will believe we will believe)

The spit-bread girls got somethin' that I need

(yes we will believe we will believe)

Girls I’ll take a loaf if you’re offerin'

(yes we will believe we will believe)

Scrub your webbed hands 'cause you girls are none too clean

(yes we will believe we will believe)

Now spit!

Girls you spit all day, your throats will dry and flake.

Here’s my offering: take my spit-kiss and your dry will go away.

With my spit-kiss you will become clean

(yes we will believe we will believe)

No more shall you gather;

I got’s everything you need.

(yes we will believe we will believe)

The buckets 'round my waist hold your new bread mixin’s

(yes we will believe we will believe)

Work your piston arms inside my buckets then spit my needs

(yes we will believe we will believe)

Now spit!

(you did us wrong you did us wrong you did us wrong you did us wrong

you did us wrong you did us wrong you did us wrong you did us wrong)

Girls you are pure clean females,

You must realize my buckets they need refilled.

The poor-folks laws, well those are my ways.

I make sugary lip moves, yes, I will persuade

You to wear my gatherin' buckets,

But before you leave how’s 'bout one more spit-kiss?

We were brought up by hand, ate flower and water,

Not soft-lip waifs raised on the breast of the mother.

We walked the woods with baskets tied 'round our waists.

We were generous and kind with everything we ate.

But we got lazy, went against the poor-laws,

Our baskets grew holes droppin' everything we got.

I made them unclean with my mixed-up offering.

I need spit-girls to leave.

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