Je M'appelle J. Cousteau lyrics
I was there at the cattle fair
Where lump fairies swear at glories far beyond the fabric that she wears He said 'do you want a chair?' I'd join him anywhere! A hole in ground in this theater I found J.C.'s infernal horde They caper, they banter, forming human pyramids All to please their infernal lord Woah! His name is Jacques Cousteau A pussy and I know you know I know you know and there he goes He goes and grows, oh gosh he knows Aboard the Calypso The foam beside and a burly sea to ride All spell goodness for the master of the whirling pimple tide He tried and pried until the rusty hinges sighed Then he stepped inside He found her there swimming in her seaweed hair Looking vaguely like a lover who had hung herself with underwear Phosphorescent green and the sex act made obscene In Jacques' galleon of hatred this wrinkled Frenchman is a Living god!!! Cousteau you know where the dying dolphins go And the wasteland ever growing never slowing till it's far below Put it on your TV show And let the humans know!!!
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