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YouÃ¢â‚¬â„¢re too good to me Lyrics by Artificial Joy Club
YouÃ¢â‚¬â„¢re too good to me by Artificial Joy Club
Barracuda brain, dead end sucking drain, ultra sonic pain, you're too good to me.
Rabid porcupine, all the warning signs, hyperactive slime, you're too good to me.
Up chuck my brunch, it's a Brady Bunch lunch. I'm spewing up parasites, it's burning like dynamite. A totally honest chump, I'm running like Forest Gump.
A legitimate bloodless scam, a Tarantino killer man. I'm driving with Leroy Brown, we're heading for a skinnier town.