I stumbled so innocently Over all the obscene boundaries Still I might've procured the act Of Concord Country Jubilee And the perfect order fill in the street It is there I scraped it clean I was stumbling in It was gonna be hard to heal Crowd browsed in Callous toward the injury Still I rode the kidney tray At the Concord Country Jubilee And the evidence is aimed on me I screamed And the girl She kissed his tongue He touched her stuffed meat Her stuffed meat, her stuffed meat