Her Head Once Head
Her face is red
Her brain is dead
I know it’s true
I live in her head
I got sacked
now it comes back
a deep impact
the sun in her crack
She thinks I’m bonkers
I bloody well am
the clever to the plonkers
are hard to understand
The power went to her head
short circuit brain is dead
but my brain don’t forget
telling her she would regret
She just hasn’t got a clue
her brain confused and fused
her bottom is hanging loose
she played a game with me
a game she’ll bloody lose
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