im a black whole
i’ll eat your stuff
i’ll swallow you up
its never enough
no such thing too much
when things get rough
i continue to munch
whats for lunch?
everything, son,
thats under the sun
we’ll start with that one
wont stop till were done
watch the wildlife run
likes pigs from a gun
or end up on my bun
i swallow em by the ton
im such a gluttonous guy
i’ll drink the sky
i think i know why
we’re all afraid to die
i say with a sigh
oh my my my
i eat when im high