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To be sung to ***** Laundry" by Don Henley We have a little story That we could tell We have a little poison In our inkwell Let's be a gossip Let's be a shill Give us the 'ol Pulp Bitchin'. We peep through the windows And listen at doors We buy the "Enquirer" And "The Star" at the stores "She ***** herself" And "She's a ***** ***** little minds galore! Give us the 'ol Pulp Bitchin'. Have a li'l "lady" Who's fast and free I've heard she's been a prossy That she's easy Nothin' nice to say? Come sit by me! Give us the ol Pulp Bitchin' Could have been emeritus Could have been a great But I pound out nothing But dreck and spate So what if it's full of hate? You don't really want to know If it's real or true. It's not what they SAY it's what you they DOO DOO DON'T YOU WORRY WHAT I THINK OF YOU (THAT YOU ALL POO POO 💩) Give us the old Pulp Bitchin' Kick 'em while they're up Kick 'em while they're down (1, 000, 000, 000 000, 000 X) 🎯 Write of Passage ***** Laundry" I make my living off the evening news Just give me something Something I can use People love it when you lose They love ***** laundry Well, I coulda been an actor But I wound up here I just have to look good I don't have to be clear Come and whisper in my ear Give us ***** laundry Kick 'em when they're up Kick 'em when they're down Kick 'em when they're up Kick 'em when they're down Kick 'em when they're up Kick 'em when they're down Kick 'em when they're up Kick 'em all around We got the bubble headed Bleached blonde Comes on at five She can tell you 'bout the plane crash With a gleam in her eye It's interesting when people die Give us ***** laundry Can we film the operation Is the head dead yet You know the boys in the newsroom Got a running bet Get the widow on the set We need ***** laundry You don't really need to find out What's going on You don't really want to know Just how far it's gone Just leave well enough alone Eat your ***** laundry Kick 'em when they're up Kick 'em when they're down Kick 'em when they're up Kick 'em when they're down Kick 'em when they're up Kick 'em when they're down Kick 'em when they're stiff Kick 'em all around (Kick 'em when they're up) (Kick 'em when they're down) (Kick 'em when they're up) (Kick 'em when they're down) (Kick 'em when they're up) (Kick 'em when they're down) (Kick 'em when they're stiff) (Kick 'em all around) ***** little secrets ***** little lies We got our ***** little fingers In everybody's pie We love to cut you down to size We love ***** laundry We can do the innuendo We can dance and sing When it's said and done We haven't told you a thing We all know that crap is king Give us ***** laundry Don Henley If the shoe fits... SoulSurvivor aka Write of Passage 2022
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Nov 22, 2023
Nov 22, 2023 at 10:24 AM UTC
SoulSurvivor
Pulp Bitchin'
To be sung to ***** Laundry" by Don Henley We have a little story That we could tell We have a little poison In our inkwell Let's be a gossip Let's be a shill Give us the 'ol Pulp Bitchin'. We peep through the windows And listen at doors We buy the "Enquirer" And "The Star" at the stores "She ***** herself" And "She's a ***** ***** little minds galore! Give us the 'ol Pulp Bitchin'. Have a li'l "lady" Who's fast and free I've heard she's been a prossy That she's easy Nothin' nice to say? Come sit by me! Give us the ol Pulp Bitchin' Could have been emeritus Could have been a great But I pound out nothing But dreck and spate So what if it's full of hate? You don't really want to know If it's real or true. It's not what they SAY it's what you they DOO DOO DON'T YOU WORRY WHAT I THINK OF YOU (THAT YOU ALL POO POO 💩) Give us the old Pulp Bitchin' Kick 'em while they're up Kick 'em while they're down (1, 000, 000, 000 000, 000 X) 🎯 Write of Passage ***** Laundry" I make my living off the evening news Just give me something Something I can use People love it when you lose They love ***** laundry Well, I coulda been an actor But I wound up here I just have to look good I don't have to be clear Come and whisper in my ear Give us ***** laundry Kick 'em when they're up Kick 'em when they're down Kick 'em when they're up Kick 'em when they're down Kick 'em when they're up Kick 'em when they're down Kick 'em when they're up Kick 'em all around We got the bubble headed Bleached blonde Comes on at five She can tell you 'bout the plane crash With a gleam in her eye It's interesting when people die Give us ***** laundry Can we film the operation Is the head dead yet You know the boys in the newsroom Got a running bet Get the widow on the set We need ***** laundry You don't really need to find out What's going on You don't really want to know Just how far it's gone Just leave well enough alone Eat your ***** laundry Kick 'em when they're up Kick 'em when they're down Kick 'em when they're up Kick 'em when they're down Kick 'em when they're up Kick 'em when they're down Kick 'em when they're stiff Kick 'em all around (Kick 'em when they're up) (Kick 'em when they're down) (Kick 'em when they're up) (Kick 'em when they're down) (Kick 'em when they're up) (Kick 'em when they're down) (Kick 'em when they're stiff) (Kick 'em all around) ***** little secrets ***** little lies We got our ***** little fingers In everybody's pie We love to cut you down to size We love ***** laundry We can do the innuendo We can dance and sing When it's said and done We haven't told you a thing We all know that crap is king Give us ***** laundry Don Henley If the shoe fits... SoulSurvivor aka Write of Passage 2022
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She lays out her repertoire like she's at a makeup show everything arranged so carefully no detail, she foregoes She's picked the right place playing out her sport should've covered up her face faked papers, and passport She has her hit-woman code a different type of expertise perfecting her bullet load definitive of mere, degrees I'd not cross her son that's a really bad idea with rifle, poison, acid or gun based, in North Korea
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Feb 16, 2017
Feb 16, 2017 at 2:49 PM UTC
TemporalFugue
Kim Jon dead..
She lays out her repertoire like she's at a makeup show everything arranged so carefully no detail, she foregoes She's picked the right place playing out her sport should've covered up her face faked papers, and passport She has her hit-woman code a different type of expertise perfecting her bullet load definitive of mere, degrees I'd not cross her son that's a really bad idea with rifle, poison, acid or gun based, in North Korea
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Wink, wink, Let’s not say what we think. Hokey smoke. Let’s pretend it’s a joke. Act like you’re in on it with me And I will reward you secretly. Let’s laugh about women When they can’t hear us Make stupid broad jokes Come on and join the chorus. Let’s be a couple of the Very classiest of wags By making many jokes About lezbos and **** Wink, wink, Let’s not say what we think. Hokey smoke. Let’s pretend it’s a joke. Act like you’re in on it with me And I will reward you secretly. We can think of ugly names To call our Asian colleagues And not let anybody hear About our verbal intrigues. We can meet someplace And not let the liberals know And rip up their politics For a couple of hours or so. Wink, wink, Let’s not say what we think. Hokey smoke. Let’s pretend it’s a joke. Act like you’re in on it with me And I will reward you secretly. There’s always religion, of course Since there is so much to say So there’s plenty of fuel for us On how bad Catholics are today. And then there’s always on hand Those strange believers in Islam. Hell, they even chose a name that Appropriately ends in the word slam. Wink, wink, Let’s not say what we think. Hokey smoke. Let’s pretend it’s a joke. Act like you’re in on it with me And I will reward you secretly.
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Feb 16, 2016
Feb 16, 2016 at 5:24 PM UTC
brent-kincaid
WINK, WINK
Wink, wink, Let’s not say what we think. Hokey smoke. Let’s pretend it’s a joke. Act like you’re in on it with me And I will reward you secretly. Let’s laugh about women When they can’t hear us Make stupid broad jokes Come on and join the chorus. Let’s be a couple of the Very classiest of wags By making many jokes About lezbos and **** Wink, wink, Let’s not say what we think. Hokey smoke. Let’s pretend it’s a joke. Act like you’re in on it with me And I will reward you secretly. We can think of ugly names To call our Asian colleagues And not let anybody hear About our verbal intrigues. We can meet someplace And not let the liberals know And rip up their politics For a couple of hours or so. Wink, wink, Let’s not say what we think. Hokey smoke. Let’s pretend it’s a joke. Act like you’re in on it with me And I will reward you secretly. There’s always religion, of course Since there is so much to say So there’s plenty of fuel for us On how bad Catholics are today. And then there’s always on hand Those strange believers in Islam. Hell, they even chose a name that Appropriately ends in the word slam. Wink, wink, Let’s not say what we think. Hokey smoke. Let’s pretend it’s a joke. Act like you’re in on it with me And I will reward you secretly.
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