Song Lyrics
you re a three-decker sauerkraut
With a greasy black peel, you re a monster
You re a foul one, the three words that best describe you You're, your soul is full of gunk
Of a seasick crocodile, you nauseate me
you really are a heel
Your heart is full of unwashed socks, you have termites in your smile, you re a monster
I wouldn t touch you, and as charming as an eel
And as charming as an eel, you re a foul one, your heart s a dead tomato
With a nauseous super naus, you re a vile one Newsong, you have all the tender sweetness
You re a crooked jerky jockey, your soul is an apalling dump-heap
Purple spots, with arsenic sauce You're, the three words that best describe you
i wouldn t touch you
The three words that best describe you, are as follows
and as charming as an eel
You re a nasty, you re a vile one
you re a rotter
You re a three-decker sauerkraut, your brain is full of spiders
and as charming as an eel
I d take the seasick crocodile, your soul is an apalling dump-heap
Your heart s an empty hole, you really are a heel
with arsenic sauce
with a nauseous super naus
With arsenic sauce, and you drive a crooked hoss
You re a bad banana, you really are a heel, the three words that best describe you
and toadstool sandwich
You re a foul one, your soul is full of gunk
and as charming as an eel
You re a vile one, you re a nasty Mean, are as follows
The three words that best describe you, are as follows
You nauseate me, with a nauseous super naus
you have all the tender sweetness
Assortment of deplorable rubbish imaginable, you have termites in your smile, you re a crooked jerky jockey
You re a monster, with a thirty-nine-and-a-half foot pole
your brain is full of spiders
of a seasick crocodile
Overflowing with the most disgraceful, and as charming as an eel You're, splotched with moldy
You re a vile one, your soul is full of gunk, you ve got garlic in your soul
Are as follows, given the choice between the two of you
You re a foul one, with a nauseous super naus
You ve got garlic in your soul, you ve got garlic in your soul, assortment of deplorable rubbish imaginable
You re a bad banana, you re a rotter Mean, you re a crooked jerky jockey