Brillo De Facto
He got no man go straight
Brillo chin in kitchen
Put a dunce shed
To kick himself a a celestial
Sorry tiny tears of bling
We all know where he came from
Check this out loves him
Brillo chin brillo chin
The Kennedy the Kennedy
I asked her he's here
I wanna tell how pale he is
I said he's got no legs
He got no man got no de facto plan
Brillo chin brillo chin
Got no plan little elf
Tales of Brillo face down
And the asphyxiation of the
Troll will finally be
All salute at the altar of filo pastry
At the altar of Kennedy, John victim
In Victoria Station monty
The James Fennings and the infants
To suckle him