The Tuna Helpers

The Tuna Helpers - All The Children lyrics

rate me

All the children

are popping up like weeds

telling me I can be

anything I please

without wings

stuffing my mouth with

bibles frowns and heads hung down

still they're telling me

I can be

anything I please without wings

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