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Jenny Hval
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Kingsize
Think big, girl, like a king, think kingsize Did you learn nothing in America? I've placed four big bananas in my lap In New York I don't dream I always wanted to be less subculturally lonely, but here I see no subculture. No, no future. No big science. No big bananas But I found no, no future I rock the bananas gently, move back and forth Don't wake them What is soft dick rock? Using the elements of dick to create a softer, toned-down sound I sing to the bananas The skin is getting thin and brown Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Norway. The girls are pretty. I'm one fourth Danish If you have a child you better learn how to bake I beckon the cupcake, the huge capitalist clit I search the oven, scrub the racks, put my whole head inside, but I just can't find it It's like looking out the window in there The bananas rot slowly in my lap, silently, wildly, girly The rash is an opportunity, a common disease, something in common, a community, the definition must be: something attacking itself Four flaking, flaccid fingers No future Oh, the fruit flies.
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