Elio E Le Storie Tese
Eat The Phikis
T.v.u.m.d.b
Hello,
girl who defaces the walls of the subway. I was thinking of offering you a sip of
Zabov, but... what am I reading? Do you prefer Vov?
You know the writing you wrote, you know, I like it very much. You know, that
little body of yours looking at me pushed my big body towards you who writes
on the walls millions of acronyms like A. T.A. T.V.U.M.D.B. How attractive are you
who dreams of that fat guy from Take That, have your first experiences with
your gillette, that hand shower-based auto-eroticism.
And t'tt'd'n tratt' the chorus:
A. T.A., T.V.U.M.D.B. by Elio and the Tese Stories. Oh A., T.A. T.V.U.M.D.B.
we, children of the absolute.
Hey, you know, you care about me more than ever and for this I love you. But I don't know if I will resist when loving each other becomes routine, and then there will be a divorce and the children are unhappy.
No. I keep dreaming of Take That's bombshell, who - don't say it - is missing - you can't - two holes in his butt - the macaroni is not al dente - the macaroni is al dente -. He smells the holy man's nerve gas

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