It is one of those late nights of studying where you are hungry, but you already brushed. The longer you ignore your urges, the more the beast from within will try to break free.
Pedosaurs Dx. It is sad that this is the best song I ever wrote… too bad you can’t make out the lyrics. Once midterms are over, I am writing a real song…
Pedosaur
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watch out, watch out, watch out for the pedosaur
watch out, watch out, watch out for the pedosaur
watch out for the pedosaur
one look at you and he’ll want more
he spends his time surfing the web
staring at the screen staring at your pretty head
he’s 40 years old living alone
waiting to call you on his pedophone
he rides his pedobike with his pedobike light
the better to see you with during the night
watch out, watch out, watch out for the pedosaur
watch out, watch out, watch out for the pedosaur
he’s looking at… myspace
well not my space, but your space
he knows when you’re online
he’s looking at your picture and thinks that you are fine
he listens to music on his pedopod
he looks in the mirror at his pedobod
he’s missing some hair on his pedosuar head
his chin is as deep as the deepest sea bed
[music break]
he’s singing, watch out, watch out, watch out, i’m the pedosaur
watch out, watch out, watch out i’m the pedosaur
i’ll give you some candy if you come to place
don’t worry i guarentee that it is safe
i’m so in love with you even though you’re like two
that doesn’t matter because my love is true
watch out, watch out, watch out for the pedosaur
watch out, watch out, watch out for the pedosaur
but its too late for me…. ohhh ohhh ohhh ohhh… too late for me.
