Drazen Boskic

Fettle Little Stains

Fettle little stains on a thermal floor

Fettle them all before they come

Think I killed Bart ‘s biggest fan

I delivered him a scuttle

Father

Want my lego’s back

And share our turquoise sofa with you

Rohr’s blonde won’t be lifting weight anymore

I made him cold

I made him feel bored

I made him cold

Fettle little stains

It’s just one less of a million Simpson’s fans

Fettle little stains

It’s just that he got too many teeth

Or will there be Rota’s whites

That would say this little Rosicrucian hadn’t got a right

Or just an institution

Where I’d blow up the rest of my mission

But I didn’t eat him

Father

But I didn’t eat him

No

Like I have been told by love

Though starting with his heart

Never seemed bad

Wish I had

Wish I had

Fettle little stains

Fettle little stains

Fettle little stains

Fettle little stains

Fettle little stains 

 

 

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