Fuck Me, Ray Bradbury Songtext
von Rachel Bloom

Steve called me up, said, "Wanna hang out tonight?
We can see an indie film or just grab a bite
I said, "Oh Steve, you′re cute, but a movie's not what I need
No offense, but I′d rather stay home and read

Fuck me, Ray Bradbury
The greatest sci-fi writer in history
Oh, fuck me Ray Bradbury

Since I was 12, I've been your number one fan
Kiss me, you illustrated man
I'll feed you grapes and dandelion wine
And we′ll read a little Fahrenheit 69

You′re a prolific author, Ray Bradbury

Come on, baby, I'm down on one knee
I carved our names on a Halloween tree
You write about earthlings going to Mars
And I write about blowin′ you in my car

You won an Emmy Award for your screenplay adaptation of Halloween tree


Fuck me, Ray Bradbury
The greatest sci-fi writer in history
Oh, fuck me, Ray Bradbury

S is for space!
L is for love!
S is for space!
L is for love!

S is for space!
L is for love!
S is for space!
L is for love

Houston, we have a problem

Fuck me, Ray Bradbury
The greatest sci-fi writer in history
Oh, fuck me!
Fuck me, Ray Bradbury

Oh-oh-oh, fuck me, Ray Bradbury
The greatest sci-fi writer in history
'Cause when you fuck me, Ray Bradbury
Something wicked this way will come


Something wicked this way will come
Something wicked this way will come
Something wicked this way will come
And by come, I mean ejaculate on a book