King Buzzo

I'm thinkin' fay 'Cause I'm diggin' the ray 'Cause I'm dee And I'm sinkin', dance, dance Plan my way To steal the clothes Weigh them down Never filled up a Way

Submitted by Pestilence — Mar 26, 2026

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And so he takes it once again I didn't like you having one But like a dream, I could tear into that Overboard with happiness We' so bored, we' so free With ever', every moment Making sure We can deal with the dream with half a picture taken Over there She can deal, she can scream until 'Cut,' screamers have it Like they say Can you feel like a teen That walked out through the door with? But I can peel you at the seams And I can be on one knee You don't seem annum With all the houses that you'll be And I could leave my lonely And let it be the way And I wish that was the way for me And she can never Lie that we were And I can feel, I can feel it's Sunday morning maybe Like we said You know like a hundred lies She never takes you where you know Like a sore Like a bill of certain money, money But I can peel you at the seams And I can be all lonely You don't seem annum With all the houses that you'll be And I can leave 'em only Let it be the way And is it about you left ones there Do you feel like you're the same? And I can go like a million times, you never let me Over there Possible I can hear your song in morning, I know, I would know I can feel, I can scream I can feel you, never like you Have again And I know I can see it at dawn on Monday morning Raise your fist Like a toe, like a feel An only man, a man oh

Submitted by Pestilence — Mar 26, 2026

So we were in Amsterdam And we were staying at this guy Tas' house Good friend of ours Um, it was kind of in the middle of the city We were just finished with our second European tour And everything was going pretty good Skeeter, he met this girl that lived next door to Tas' And within a couple of weeks he started living with her, y'know? And I guess she had a lot of money or something 'Cause she was constantly buying him clothes and giving him lots of stuff and loaning him money, y' know? And he was constantly going to the coffee shop And always getting the best herb and the best hash, y'know? He was in good shape She was really good looking. She was really cool And I don't, I don't think he'd met ever her before But she, she had, y'know, other boyfriends, I suppose So I'm sitting on the couch, y'know, at Tas' apartment And I'm reading, y'know, Maximum Rocknroll or Flipside, one of those punk things And I heard Skeeter come in And he came in, and he had all these really nice clothes on She bought him all this stuff She, like. bought him cologne He was really, really smelling good, y'know, he looked good too Y'know, he comes in, he puts his herb on the table and, whatever I'm just reading my little punk magazine, not really paying attention And then he says—uh—says, "Hey Dave?" And I look up. And he's standing there with his dick in his hand And he's kinda got it, like, lifted up, so he's looking at the head of his dick He kinda pointed it at me And I didn't know what to think He said, "Does that look like pus to you?" And I said, "No, I think it's lint."

Submitted by Pestilence — Mar 26, 2026