[Music & lyrics: Nygrd]
Two lefts and a right,
Stay out of sight,
Its been quite a night,
Now run Bhang-Eater, run!
Run through the goldsmiths great hall,
Past all the rugs along the wall,
The scent of spices on stall,
Quick! In here! Crawl!
Rude awakening,
No more bathing,
Public erection,
Gives little affection.
You need a good plan,
If you pee on the sultan,
Ill escape this story,
In all my glory.
Run through the goldsmiths great hall,
Past all the rugs along the wall,
The scent of spices on stall,
All in the raw!
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