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Coldplay - Viva la Bleeda

I used to drool for girls...
My pants would rise whenever she spoke a word,
And in the morning I'd have a bone,
Under the sheets I'd play trombone.

I used to play so nice,
Now they fear my felony ties.
Listen as the crowd would sing,
"Now the old man has fled! Go back to Redding!"

One minute I touched her wee,
Next the walls were closed in on me.
And I discovered that on that witness stand,
My lawyer was shit, ah fuck you man!

I hear on the news a reporter speaking,
"Roman Catholic priests are swinging,
Getting rear with alter boys concealed.
And the military is accepting queers."

For some reason I can't explain
Once you're in here, there's never,
Never a straight jail bird.
And that was when I became a girl.

It was the wicked and wild man,
Blew down my drawers, said "Let me in!"
Shattered man rose and the sound of grunts.
People couldn't believe what I'd become.

Reaming on my prostate,
With my head bent over this laundry crate.
Just a puppet on his manly thing.
Oh who would ever ask for fisting?

I hear on the news a reporter speaking,
"Roman Catholic priests are swinging,
Getting rear with alter boys concealed.
And the military is accepting queers."

For some reason I can't explain
Once you're in here, there's never,
Never a straight jail bird.
And that was when I became a girl.





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