vengeance violence vitriol
feels so good as it steals your soul
everybody pays to play
ill give you my love so i can take it away
handguns shotguns semiautomatics
love fest fanfare true fanatics
warfare, welfare, hippies, longhairs,
gangsters, players, yuppies, pimps,
hookers, housewives,
veterans with a limp
cant walk straight with a war wound
deaf dumb and half dead but still dancing to the tune
life is a beach
here comes the monsoon
i cant die
cuz you cant kill
a crazed cartoon
blow me up like a balloon
of course i believe we are all baboons
keep on rhyming saying nothing
thoroughly threating, you bet im not bluffing
your a pretty porno and its time for fluffing
I got a bag of glue and I’m happily huffing
riding, rolling, strutting, strolling
peeking out the window for the pigs patrolling
watching, waiting, anticipating
in a pool of sweat masturbating
grinning, sinning, prospects thinning,
i want to score for the team that’s winning
im fucked up and yes i know it
believe in me so i can blow it
i hit the bottle and then i throw it
plant a seed of pain and watch me grow it
hits of hydroponic chronic are making me moronic
pretty baby praying we stay platonic
but ive got a different idea
give it up to me or im saying see ya
love to love to leave ya
everybody pays to play
ill give you my love so i can take it away