Prong - The Taming
[c. james-m. kirkland]
Saw him in january
Sizeable arms
Same sense giggle
Killer instincts
Killer instincts
Same as usual
But that was before mexico
Stretched out on a slab of dry ice
Thumped with rubber thongs
Prodded by electrodes
Finally
Wood alcohol
Brought him back around
Brought him back around
Letras Prong