It's A Birth Day.
I was born on judgement day,
Kicked me out for foul play.
Please don't pray for DNA,
Here's my ass, kiss away.
Birth my doomsday.
Death All Saint's Day.
Pigs of prey shit all day,
Call it a resume.
Power transfer.
Power destroyer.
I'll lead the way.
My specs can see x-ray.
Rotten pork will decay.
Cops can't think all the way.
Ass Gourmet hole buffet.
Crap the replay
Mind full delay.
Take away man's faux pay.
Power play, hit the hay.
Power transfer.
Power destroyer.
Look slick,
I'm sick.
This is a trick.
And we will eat the empty heart of the Banker,
It's the cure to start.
Power smasher.
Catching Flies Video (MV)
Performed By: Deaf Club
Language: English
Length: 1:53
Written by: Brian Amalfitano, Jason Klein, Justin Pearson, Scott Osment, Tommy Meehan
Deaf Club - Catching Flies Lyrics
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It's A Birth Day.
I was born on judgement day,
Kicked me out for foul play.
Please don't pray for DNA,
Here's my ass, kiss away.
Birth my doomsday.
Death All Saint's Day.
Pigs of prey shit all day,
Call it a resume.
Power transfer.
Power destroyer.
I'll lead the way.
My specs can see x-ray.
Rotten pork will decay.
Cops can't think all the way.
Ass Gourmet hole buffet.
Crap the replay
Mind full delay.
Take away man's faux pay.
Power play, hit the hay.
Power transfer.
Power destroyer.
Look slick,
I'm sick.
This is a trick.
And we will eat the empty heart of the Banker,
It's the cure to start.
Power smasher.
I was born on judgement day,
Kicked me out for foul play.
Please don't pray for DNA,
Here's my ass, kiss away.
Birth my doomsday.
Death All Saint's Day.
Pigs of prey shit all day,
Call it a resume.
Power transfer.
Power destroyer.
I'll lead the way.
My specs can see x-ray.
Rotten pork will decay.
Cops can't think all the way.
Ass Gourmet hole buffet.
Crap the replay
Mind full delay.
Take away man's faux pay.
Power play, hit the hay.
Power transfer.
Power destroyer.
Look slick,
I'm sick.
This is a trick.
And we will eat the empty heart of the Banker,
It's the cure to start.
Power smasher.
Writer: Brian Amalfitano, Jason Klein, Justin Pearson, Scott Osment, Tommy Meehan
Copyright: Lyrics © MOTHERSHIP MUSIC PUBLISHING
Copyright: Lyrics © MOTHERSHIP MUSIC PUBLISHING