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That Sounds Like a Pony - Adam Green
Written by：Adam Green

Sevens upstairs brothels
With plackers on the mantels
And ten fish play with samples
With candles in the back

He was a well dresses suitor
He had bad breath and candor
I thing they would have liked him
But he got killed by his manager

Fuzzy and cuddly he's fonzo the rabbit
He drink form the nozzle and stinks like a ferret
The bought him a temple with children to play with
Now he sells his skunk blood and talks like a plaintiff

Hello to my red uncles you are my favorite commies
I'll meet you sal Anthony's and then go to pilates
Worship the swordsmen the multitasking mormons
They breath up in the shithouse when you wrap them in contortions

Goddess immodest top twenty seven hottest
With forty nine heads in your bed and yet
I'm still your fondest
Take me through the mandible with P C P's and van der bilts
Where P G rated cannibals will share their thoughts on animals
And peanut butter sandwiches will plug the hole that banishes
With sights on race that vanishes
But that sounds like a pony