Residents (The)

Driving The Moles Away
We don't want your arm, we don't want your hand, All we really want is for you to leave our land; We don't want your foot, we don't want your toe, All we really want is for you to pack and go; We don't want your necks, we don't want your backs, All we really want is for you to hit the tracks; We don't want your nose, we don't want your lip, All we really want is for you to take a trip; We don't want your skin, we don't want your hair, All we really want is for you to become rare; We don't want your tongue, we don't want your ear, All we really want is for you to disappear; We don't want your ankle, we don't want your knee, All we really want is for you to quickly leave; We don't want your palm, we don't want your wrist, All we really want is for you to soon be missed; We don't want your brow, we don't want your eye, All we really want is for you to puke and die! From Letras Mania