Verse 1: E A Steve called me up, said "Wanna hang out tonight?" E A We can see an indie film or just grab a bite E A I said, "Oh Steve, you're cute, but a movie's not what I need." E B No offense, but I'd rather stay home and read Chorus:
E Fuck me, Ray Bradbury A The greatest sci-fi writer in history B E Oh fuck me, Ray Bradbury Verse 2: E Since I was 12, I've been your number one fan A Kiss me, you illustrated man B I'll feed you grapes and dandelion wine E And we'll read a little Fahrenheit 69 You're a prolific author, Ray Bradbury Verse 3: E Come on, baby, I'm down on one knee A I carved our names on a Halloween Tree B You write about earthlings going to Mars E And I write about blowin' you in my car You won an Emmy Award for the screenplay adaptation of Halloween Tree Chorus: E Fuck me, Ray Bradbury A The greatest sci-fi writer in history B E Oh fuck me, Ray Bradbury Bridge: C#m B S is for space! L is for love! C#m B S is for space! L is for love! C#m B S is for space! L is for love! C#m B Houston: we have a throblem Chorus: E Fuck me, Ray Bradbury A The greatest sci-fi writer in history B E Oh fuck me, Ray Bradbury Oh oh oh E Fuck me, Ray Bradbury A The greatest sci-fi writer in history Outro: B Cause when you fuck me, Ray Bradbury... E Something wicked this way will come E Something wicked this way will come E Something wicked this way will come E Something wicked this way will come End: And by come, I mean ejaculate on a book
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