Frrrrrraaaaaaa-oooooud, ah!
Frrrrrraaaaaaa-oooooud, ah!
We come from the land of the dent's and threads
From the chat lounges, where the drug talk flows
The drill of the Wav
We'll drive our Rolls to new lands
To fight the Sword, and be dentists
Froud, I am coming!
On we sweep with forceps flow!
Our only goal will be the pre-molars!
Frrrrrraaaaaaa-oooooud, ah!
Frrrrrraaaaaaa-oooooud, ah!
We come from the land of the teeth and fills,
From the rotting teeth where the pain it flows,
How soft your hair so nice,
Can whisper tales of gore,
Of how we calmed the aches of teeth,
Hunted Pengs together!
On we sweep with the dentist chair
Our only goal will be the love we share
So now you'd better stop and wash your mouth
For Wav and Froud can win the day despite Nosword
Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
12-Mar-2018 23:30:52