Tell them that you met me
I won’t be back again
Cause now I am a maker
Faded to and brown
Operation Noche
Climb the roof to see
That primly Lynndie England
Is talking in her sleep
And you are her
And you are her
The nude with no shorts on
And you are her
And you are her
The roof won’t last for long.
Rumour says it’s over
Might be, I don’t know
But that pill’s still an issue
Surrounded in as one
Over new the rundown
Taste the embassy
She said she’s guarding weapons
And playing tricks on me
And you are her
And you are her
The nude with no shorts on
And you are her
And you are her
The roof won’t last for long
And you are her
And you are her
The nude wind-guarded song
And you are pert
And you are pert
The roof won’t last for long.
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Lyrics submitted by Opie Tarien.