Where it happened: Backstage at a Police concert
Langauge: English
Sex: Female
Rating: 6
Category: Straight
Now there’s one more verse to the story
I need another piece of your ear
I want to tell you just why I am playah of the ye-ah
You know every racer ain’t a freak
Good morning, ladies and gentlemen…
Boys and lovely girls
This is your English superfreak with no name speaking
And I’m here to rock yo’ world
Verse 1:
This story begins on the Rosebud
To guys driving ’round on the Rez
A tisket, a tasket, no lunch in her casket
Just school books for the fight he would be in
Over this allotment, I mean unconventional
You’ve got to be well-educated on the subject of fights
Chorus:
Lay down your funky weapon
Come join me on the floor
Makin’ love and music’s the only things worth fighting for
(Hell yeah)
We are the New Percussion Generation
I wanna rule the world
The only thing that’s in my way is pointing you
Your old fashioned positions, your old ideals
We’re sick and tired of you tellin’ us what to do (Ooh-Ooh)
crash crash
Verse 2:
(name withheld) brought to you courtesy of Pork Pie drums
and Istanbul cymbals
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