Shut up Iâm fine, just give me some more wine. Itâs a totally cosmic jam, Iâm mauwinâ down a superslam. Iâm beating up your piggy bank, I only got you to thank. [ Lyrics from: http://www.lyricsmode.com/lyrics/a/artificial_joy_club/youre_too_good_to_me.html ]
Barracuda brain, dead end sucking drain, ultra sonic pain, youâre too good to me.
Rabid porcupine, all the warning signs, hyperactive slime, youâre too good to me.
Up chuck my brunch, itâs a Brady Bunch lunch. Iâm spewing up parasites, itâs burning like dynamite. A totally honest chump, Iâm running like Forest Gump.
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A legitimate bloodless scam, a Tarantino killer man. Iâm driving with Leroy Brown, weâre heading for a skinnier town.