Insult Song The Fall
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White line fever
I got it off the children of Captain Beefheart
They'd been locked in the forest for many years
They could not help it
They were retards from the Los Angeles district
There was Tim
There was Tim 2
There was Rob
There was Dave the Eagle
And the mad Greek woman, The Hydra
It was White Line Fever
Over and over again
Over and over again
They had us trapped in the hills
Playing their Los Angeles music over and over
It sounded like Amon Duul at first
But in fact it was a plot by three of them
We thought they wore masks
Until we asked them to take them off
They took the trout replica a bit too far
They would copy Darkly My Love
They were cool cats
They were White Line Fever
They were a bunch of twats
I got it off the children of Captain Beefheart
They'd been locked in the forest for many years
They could not help it
They were retards from the Los Angeles district
There was Tim
There was Tim 2
There was Rob
There was Dave the Eagle
And the mad Greek woman, The Hydra
It was White Line Fever
Over and over again
Over and over again
They had us trapped in the hills
Playing their Los Angeles music over and over
It sounded like Amon Duul at first
But in fact it was a plot by three of them
We thought they wore masks
Until we asked them to take them off
They took the trout replica a bit too far
They would copy Darkly My Love
They were cool cats
They were White Line Fever
They were a bunch of twats
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