I'm told to waste my life working on the job
But it's my boss' life and money I am going to rob
I don't need to be told by a corpse like you
All the things in life that I should fucking do
It's all just fuckin' fuckin' fuckin' fuckin' shit (x2)
Try to keep me complacent by compounding your lies
But I'll be the one who's laughing when it's you who dies
Someday I'll see you bankrupt and bleeding out the rear
When your kingdom's shattered and you've been fistfucked by a queer
It's all just fuckin' fuckin' fuckin' fuckin' shit (x2)
I won't work for you, take your job and jam it up your butt
I wont live my life out serving as your private slut
But don't put me down and don't call me names
Because as we speak, your restaurant's gone up in flames
It's all just fuckin' fuckin' fuckin' fuckin' shit (x2)
I cannot praise this album enough. This album is absolutely terrifying! The many starts and stops creates this very h settling tension. Each start expands on the stopper idea previously. It’s like the music equivalent of walking through thick fog while passing out multiple times throughout trying to find a place to orientate yourself. There may or may not be something sinister in that fog, but you don’t want to stick around to find out. Bought the vinyl so I summon the fog demons through spe showhornwithteeth