Rhymes

My tool by Scott

This song is cool
I am a fool
I lost my favourite tool
In this deep dark pool

The pool is full of animal drool
From my snake and my dog
I have lost my tool
I like cake with pieces of frog

I am not brown
Like the brown clown
I am just plain
Damn, it's starting to rain

So i run inside
And try to hide
For i have lost my tool
In this deep dark pool

I call for help
My dog made a yelp
Yet no one comes
To rescue my tool

So here i lay
On this sunny day
My dog is gay
hooray hooray

I need my tool
Which is in the pool
To fix this leak
And stop the creak

So now i ask you
Please don't be cruel
Help me rescue my tool
From this deep dark pool

My Place by Mr. Brown

This the kind of place
where you cover your face
want to stop the evil
my mental upheaval
to dig into your mind
burn your eyes blind
the shiver your spine
{this place is mine}
Close the fucking blinds...

You run like hell
to escape the death smell
but this place is a fucking shell
my fucking soul I sell
to keep this place well
the house of the fell
donations at the well

{chorus}
Enter the one
you try to run
his eyes they burn
you don't want to turn
you're in his place
and you he'll chase
until you're a stain
incredible the pain
this fucking time
this place is mine

And with the devil you may deal
for this place isn't real
for this you're fucking lucky
for this you can still party
for this you can live-on
for this only a sick-song
{Bullshit}
for that you are wrong
to let me lead you on
as if this only a song
this message you count on
this fucking time
this place is mine

The people ready to crack are a fucking block away
This place is fucked to you let me say
Bloated heads-burning beds-dark sheds-hot leads
this is but the fucking driveway
to see a life my way
to you let me say
my place doesn't give a shit about politics
it's like fucking anarchy or some shitistics
my place is red fucking hot
and damn fucking cold
whether you like it or not
you were fucking told
my place is more fucked then Scott Grygiel's right hand
It's a beach-fucking place with bleeding green sand
It's a place of reflection on your own fucking life
Here you won't be protected by your shit fucking knife
invest in a gun
better still, fucking run
here you won't survive with any protection
just get the fucking hell out of my detection
just run the fuck out of here
get the fuck out mutha fucker!!!! {heh heh} and get me a beer

{chorus}
Enter the one
you try to run
his eyes they burn
you don't want to turn
you're in his place
and you he'll chase
until you're a stain
incredible the pain
this fucking time
this place is mine

{heh heh}
You know where this place is
It's in my mind
though it's easy to find
just fuck with me a little friend
and I'll show you to the dead-end
visit for fun if you may
I hear my circus is open all day
but this let me fucking remind
this place is mine.

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