Thursday, January 26, 2006

Head scarves breed terrorism

I wanna mine your vagina
till the coal turns a shiny red

I wanna mine your vagina, baby
till the coal turns a firey red

and if that canary stops singing
i'm going to mine you till i'm dead

I wanna plant some charges
all up and down your lode.

I want to lay some dynamite
all along that silver lode

After a fair amount of digging
I'm gonna let those charges
let them all explode