Crashing through the night Comes a fear full cry Cobra! Cobra! Cobra! Cobra! Armies of the night Evil taking flight Cobra! Cobra! Cobra! Cobra! No where to run No where to hide Panic spreading far and wide Who can turn the tide?
Smells like tuna, tastes like Roast Beef.
I was going to say, it looks like a vagina and large clitoris! Are they trying to say they are pussies or something?
The Baroness wears this symbol on her chest, and has sex with a guy who wears a metal helmet perpetually.
Read into THAT, bitches.
COOOOBRAAAAAAAA!
Crashing through the night
Comes a fear full cry
Cobra! Cobra! Cobra! Cobra!
Armies of the night
Evil taking flight
Cobra! Cobra! Cobra! Cobra!
No where to run
No where to hide
Panic spreading far and wide
Who can turn the tide?
Smells like tuna, tastes like Roast Beef.
I was going to say, it looks like a vagina and large clitoris! Are they trying to say they are pussies or something?
The Baroness wears this symbol on her chest, and has sex with a guy who wears a metal helmet perpetually.
Read into THAT, bitches.
COOOOBRAAAAAAAA!
COOOOBRAAAAAAAA!