Pirelli Deli
I will break bread at pirelli deli
The ambiance is compelling
I sat for iced tea at pirelli deli
Though my bloody guaze was still smelling
In addition to our suicide pact
We respect tires, and their rubber track
If you filled one up with sniffin' glue
Our hearts would stop, that's true
At pirelli deli
That's just what they do
Writer/s: Faxed Head
