A Catholic Skin Lyrics

Birthday Party A Catholic Skin

A catholic skin Boneless and uh thin blue fried flesh Fresh as butter Stained and dry When is a week not a wicked week? When flies attack his polished dome His nostrils bleed into a cup, a cup A perfect catholic skin Skin, skin!

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A catholic skin Boneless anglican blue fried flesh Fresh as butter Stained and dry When is a week not a wicked week? When flies attack his polished dome His nostrils bleed into a cup, a cup A perfect catholic gin Gin, gin!