hiss and lear, i’ve got a story that’s fight in your race. sometimes news like this crawls through the fax at the lead of spite. you see, i’m a damp stealer who loves chilled greese. i’ve made it my purpose to right facism. my operation has be financed with mad bunny and i had to give most of it back. to tease my ears i sometimes put on my joking smacket and hang out in my sparking pace.
translation:
listen here, i’ve got a story that’s right in your face. sometimes new like this falls though the cracks at the speed of light. you see, i’m a stamp dealer who loves grilled cheese. i’ve made it my purpose to fight racism. my operation has been financed with bad money and i had to give most of it back. to ease my tears i sometimes put on my smoking jacket and hang out in my parking space.
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