God Im hungry my mouth is dry
Man I could eat so much pie
Wake me up when you’ve cooked my lunch
Like my breakfast and my brunch
How much longer till my lunch?
Wake me up when you’ve cooked my lunch
Here come the hunger pains
Shooting through my veins
Food is the cleanser
Cleanse me please m’dear
I don’t care what I eat
As long as it is dead
Wake me up when you’ve cooked my lunch
God Im hungry my mouth is dry
Man I could eat so much pie
Wake me up when you’ve cooked my lunch
Ring those dinner bells again
Just like you did at brunch
Wake me up when you’ve cooked my lunch
Here come the hunger pains
Shooting through my veins
Food is the cleanser
Cleanse me please m’dear
I don’t care what I eat
As long as it is dead
Wake me up when you’ve cooked my lunch
God Im hungry my mouth is dry
Man I could eat so much pie
Wake me up when you’ve cooked my lunch
Like my breakfast and my brunch
How much longer till my lunch?
Wake me up when you’ve cooked my lunch
















Comments
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Theres a tear in the fabric of your favourite dress
And im sneaking glances...
xxxxxxxxmwahxxxxxxxx
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Love me Hate me
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But butter cannot fly?!?!
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You cant see
And i dont care enough to explain
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Wheres the beef?
We did think it was good at the time, didnt expect lots of ppl to like it too
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Its not my fault your nana is old, wrinkley and smelly.. stupid!
this is so funny its a definate fav!!!
nice work lads....
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If you give up how will you know what could have happened?
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matt
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