Popular Taste
TEEN * Track #1 On Good Fruit
Popular Taste Lyrics
Don't even pay attention
But you pretend that you are
(My God, my God)
What can you do for us?
And even with appreciation
The sucking out and spitting in
(My God, my God)
Why can't you kneel with no fuss?
Look at one to win
Watch her take a spin
Fall and fuck her thin
Everybody get that popular taste
Everybody get that popular taste
(Popular taste)
(Popular taste)
And do you get tired of it
Condemning all the tasty frills
(My God, my God)
Whose treats will satiate your bill
Look at one to win
Watch her take a spin
Fall and fuck her thin
Everybody get that popular taste
Everybody get that popular taste
Everybody get, everybody get
Everybody get, everybody get
Everybody get that popular taste
Everybody get that popular taste
(Popular taste)
(Popular taste)
(Popular taste)
Everybody get that popular taste
Everybody get that popular taste
Everybody get that popular taste
Everybody get that popular taste
Everybody get, everybody get
Everybody get, everybody get
Everybody get that popular taste
Everybody get that popular taste