Chicken Pock Drop Top

Mmm sit back
'Chu waitin' for?
I did a deep dive honey
And I'm ready for more
I'm gettin' beat by gunners
And homophobes
I'm down to meet'chu baby
But where do we go? Aha

People sayin' that shit
I don't even know man
What's goin' on with all this stuff?
You know? It's just...
You never know

Ah, shit man
Hold me, my friend
Hold me, darling
Who will want all my love?

From all over England, America and the continent they come
To meet, to talk, to meditate
To make music or just watch the world go by
A cosmopolitan gathering who have claimed Piccadilly as their refuge
Under Eros, they say they've found peace
They've been written about, talked about
Glorified or damned in a wave of publicity
But just what do they do?



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