your mother's favourite house guest



it will all come out in the wash.
I don't tell lies me, not in my makeup.
But if anyone wants to poke the ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ bear,
you're not dealing with a care bear here mate
you're dealing with a grizzly,
and I will ♥♥♥♥♥♥ tear people's heads off

Nineteen hundred seventy four (1974)
Is the year that they are now planning for
Sex on the streets in every major city from coast to coast
And get ready for a shock, the music that they're planning to use to crumble the morals of America
Is this rotten, filthy, dirty, lewd, lascivious junk called rock and roll
It isn’t just the lyrics, it’s the beat