Dreamland, dreamland
Like underwater in marineland
I've got to know, I've got to know
How much of this is real

Schemeland, schemeland
Turning my jungles into lifeless sand
I've got to know, I've got to know
Where it takes you to feel

Cleanland, cleanland
How you dirty up our cleanland
I want my hand all around your balls
And then you'll know just how real

Squeezeland, I'm gonna squeezeland
I'm gonna pop off your [bad word] in my fisted hand
I'm gonna show you how wrong you are and how [bad word]  right I am

Now hear this, now hear this
Hear my lovely little splitting kiss
I want to give you all I dream for you to take
Inside your mouth straight down your throat

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ARARARARAR . . . . RARARARARR