Sure I'll lift her
Busting the guy behind her
Throw me that axe head
I don't think I really need it
Ghosts keep dancing on my bed
Happy Jack keeps slapping my men dead
Thanks a lot for the mercy I show him
So I'll say it again welcome to my sentence (SIN)
I have to hold on for you
May I see these years through piglet prostitute
As if the world ain't waiting on you
Yay when you arrive there will be no party for the people
As it's just you and I crying over the split pie
Pissing toward the apples chin
Pleasing the Pasque chimp
Yonder yodelling sweeping pink under skirted sink
So I'll say it again
Why the fuck not
Slick switches try on
To cut my fucking head off
I'd sooner be wrapped with you in the freezer
Than pay another cent
Sure pitch jerk me with your tweezer for another headache to itch
I'm going to smoke your plastic
Go for another surgery
I don't care it kills me
Your trenches will lie in waiting
