Do-Re-Mi-Fa-So-La-Ti-Do 歌詞
Gold chain
Bronze skin
Cheese brain
Holes
Yes gorgon zola rules the
Beach
She strolls she kicks some sand the mild man winces clears his
Eyes
Despises her
She's tall and cruel and cool as sour cream
His dreams
Are dry
She'll paralyze an icepick in his spine
She'll fine him when
His wheelchair's parked on double yellow lines
He takes it because he has
To because he's built like stale spaghetti
Zola's pointing the machete
So he jumps