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Dick drip
Dick trickle
Gripping the tip
To hold back the drip
Yellow and brown
These pants are going down
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Make-up on your face
Stuff your pants
Show off
In it for the chicks
Or maybe dudes
Fuck off
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Turds and porn and social norms
A simple path for simple minds
Murder, rape and sodomy
You think you're sick
But you're dumb as fuck
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Bald on top, look like a cock
I've never known a dick to walk
A dick with two feet walking down the street
A prick with fucking ears
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Dead today
Saint tomorrow
No one fucking liked you when you were alive
Vanished from the Earth
"What a fucking guy!"
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Society's trash
Protest is your life
Until you got a fucking job
And tossed it aside
Last stage of rebellion
Before succumbing to life
It was good while it lasted
Now take off your fucking spikes
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You think that the world revolves around you
You're as special to me as shit on my shoe
Like dog shit on the lawn
I drag my feet to purge you from my life
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Injection infection
Deliver the disease
In your crack, down the hatch
On your back or on your knees
The sentence of death
Doomed to die
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You live to see your name in lights
To make a name, I know the type
You strut around like your shit don't stink
You're not as cool as you fucking think
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Art Fag
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No time for drinking and no time for sex
Shirts off, gloves off
We fight 'til out of breath
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Chop cock
You let the balls remain
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Your skin's fucking thin
Let me get my violin
We used to call you "gay"
Now it's a crime of hate
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When you aren't picking names
Already in use
From bad to worse
Your name fucking sucks
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Fire and Hell
And unholy spells
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I like to eat
And I like to shit
But most of all
I like to fuck
Eat
Shit
Fuck
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Money from sex
Money from death
Exploit it for all you can fucking get
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Cornered in an alley
Bulging biceps, greased palms
Forced against a dumpster
A pack of Popeyes waxed me off
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Born again Christians
Decades of sin
You let Jesus in
And he broke it off in your ass
Christfucked
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Weak
Limp
Soft
Wimp
Shitty fucking bands
Sing about your feelings
You're barely a man
You're soft as fuck
And so is your band
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If I played my guitar like I played my dick
I'd be on the cover of the fucking Rolling Stone
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Closet full of leather jackets
Holes cut in your jeans
A different band shirt every night
Supporter of the scene
Punk rock & punk fashion
Because no one can see you listening to your fucking records
Dumbfuck
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Raised to give up
Born of quitters
Mom and dad were wimps
My will is fucking weak
I'm throwing in the towel
Like grandpa would have done
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34. |
Captain Three Leg - Yank
00:04
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Yank
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Thank you for this bounty
Thank you for this plate
Thank you for this spoon
The one I used to ate
Thank you for this midnight snack
Amen
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36. |
Living Room - 30 Tracks
09:47
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