Songtext von I Feel Voxish

I Feel Voxish A pillbox crisp Offer, offer, it was not an unreasonable offer A pillbox crisp, that French git The spikes he left in the bathroom And I never heard from him again Offer, offer, it was not an unreasonable offer But it made me hungry For victuals could not raise nor buy I feel voxish, stack-heeled Hari Krish Those disgusting [vegan new/youth punks] Caught my life mould, give me silenced lectures Offer, offer, it was not an unreasonable offer But it made me hungry For victuals could not raise nor buy I've been sharpening a knife in the bathroom On a brick I got from the garden No one will fuck with me again Offer, offer, it was not an unreasonable offer But it made me hungry For victuals could not raise nor buy Feel vox crisp And voxish