Santa Clause hijack, fuck-a-rama,
always getting a good look
at the meat rack.
Before shooting blanks into a loaded crowd.

Hypothetical hunger is not directly proportional
to hypothetical appetite.

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Priest With The Sexually Transmitted Diseases, Get Out Of My Bed song meanings
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