SPOT - Pure Joy lyrics
Money, survival Out of necessity Man made boundaries To conquer and conquer A meal, the family gawking Nubiles in the nest Feeding them makes us happy That's pure joy Closest to conquering The inevitable
Money, survival Out of necessity Man made boundaries To conquer and conquer A meal, the family gawking Nubiles in the nest Feeding them makes us happy That's pure joy Closest to conquering The inevitable