The River Rushes (To Screw MD Over)

(One, a-two, one, two, three, four)

Expertly, the river flows
Eventually, it takes me home
The weeping willows upon the shore
Are memories of lovers gone

And I don't think these things are real
They might be hints of used to be
Like lovers lusting on the breeze
Or fuckers burning out their knees

Waiting as themes are freed
From faces in a memory
I can say "Ain't it silly"
For remembering what used to be

Fuck over, and over
Fuck him on over
To fuck MD over
Fuck oh, over, over, over, over, over, over
Fuck MD over, over

Woo!

Any minute he'll take over

Woo!
Woo!
Woo!
Woo-o!
Woo-o!
Woo-o!
Woo-o!

Ooh-ooh



Credits
Writer(s): John Peter Dwyer
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