Uncle Tommy

Shh

Yeah

Those animals swam out of my lungs

It's time to build my ant farm

She find me but no she could not see

What I touch in the bottom of me

Uncle Tommy

Yeah, it's hurting

Don't f**k me

Rock!

Uncle Tommy

Yeah, it's hurting

Don't f**k me

There was a place out on their lawn

There was a pitcher in my home

It was filled with water and guppies

And I finally swim with the guppy

Yeah, yeah