Dead burger king on a merry go round
He's enraged by the sounds of the kids in the town
We do not believe in the dead burger king
He tells us lies and pulls our strings, he's rotten flesh but we love him/it
Dead burger king on a merry go round
He's enraged by the sounds of the kids in the town
We do not believe in the dead burger king
He tells us lies and pulls our strings, he's rotten flesh but we love him/it