In six more days I'll know
If I'm going to eat her
Or just carry out her show
Only to procreate more of these thorns
Put my helmet on backwards
Folded the horn through my skull
Took it off to give to you afterwards
Refunded you the beaver to place the pill
No more baby making lady
I'll take every next one
Carefully cradling them over the balcony
Before I add spice and smoke
Hey welcome landlord it's just another BBQ
I warned her this criminal mentality would soak you
Cause I don't really care
But now she can afford her drug addict porno tea
Every weekend we'll BBQ another's sins
I'll dry out these fluffing drunks
Preparing the babies of these punk kins
Which one should I let live
I will give you that option
Stop your drinking
Or continue your inner marinading
Whoopie more porno tea
