1.Cake And Sodomy
I am the god of fuck, I am the god of fuck
Virgins sold in quantity, herded by heredity
Red-neck-burn-out-mid-west-mind, 'who said date rape isn't
kind？'
Porno-nation, evaluation
What's this, 'time for segregation'
Libido, libido fascination, too much oral defecation
White trash get down on your knees, time for cake and sodomy
Time for cake and sodomy
(I am the god of fuck, I am the god of fuck)
VCR's and vaseline, TV-fucked by plastic queens
Cash in hand and dick on screen, who said god was ever clean？
Bible-belt 'round angio-waste, putting sinners in their place
Yeah, right, great if you're so good explain the shit stains on
your face
White trash get down on your knees, time for cake and sodomy
Time for cake and sodomy
2.Suicide Snowman
If I had time to kill the world I'd try
Oh no, but I'm busy, killing me
I don't have time to build a suicide
Because the snowman melts in spring
The stripper girls will not be coming back
In the summer.... for me! Me!
I don't have time to even say good-bye
We are dying... as winter lives... spring!
Snow melts in my lawn and I am free... yeah!
Corn cob pipe and a button nose... yeah
Bottled in the ground too long a...
Snow melts in my lawn and I am...
If I had time to kill the world I'd try
But I'm busy, kill is ever me
I don't have time to even say good-bye
We are dying... as winter lives... spring!
Snow melts in my lawn and I am free... yeah!
Corn cob pipe and a button nose... yeah
Spring!
3.Lunchbox
On we plow
The big bully try to stick his finger in my chest
Try to tell me, tell me he's the best
But I don't really give a good goddamn cause
I got my lunchbox and I'm armed real well
I got my lunchbox and I'm armed real well
I got my lunchbox and I'm armed real well
I wanna grow up
I wanna be a big rock and roll star
I wanna grow up
I wanna be
So no one fucks with me
I got the pencils in my pocket, try to put me down
Wanna go out, gotta get out
To the playground, gonna throw down at the playground
I wanna go out
Next motherfucker gonna get my metal
Next motherfucker gonna get my metal
Next motherfucker gonna get my metal
Next motherfucker
Pow pow pow, pow pow pow, pow pow pow, pow pow pow
I wanna grow up
I wanna be a big rock and roll star
I wanna grow up
I wanna be
So no one fucks with me
4.My Monkey
I had a little monkey
I sent him to the country and I fed him on gingerbread
Along came a choo-choo, knocked my monkey coo-coo
And now my monkey's dead
At least he looks that way, but then again don't we all？
(What I make is what I am, I can't be forever)
I had a little monkey
I sent him to the country and I fed him on gingerbread
Along came a choo-choo, knocked my monkey coo-coo
And now my monkey's dead
Poor little monkey
'Make you...break you...make you...break you...lookout'
(What I make is what I am, I can't be forever)
We are our own wicked gods
With little 'g's' and big dicks
Sadistic and constantly inflicting a slow demise
I had a little monkey
I sent him to the country and I fed him on gingerbread
Along came a choo-choo, knocked my monkey coo-coo
And (k)now my monkey's dead
The primate's scream of consonance is a reflection
Of his own mind's dissonance
5.Thrift Filth
You bite the tin foil they give you
Your P.N.O.Y. mind is entombed
You are amused by your confusion
Staple your face to mine if you're afraid to be alone
I'll mail you razor blades for Christmas
If you're so disgusted then leave the wicked way
You are confused by your amusement
The hypocrite will be the first to see the filth
You want to look like me
(You want to look like)
You want to live like me
(You want to live like)
You want to live like me
(You want to live like)
You want to look like me
(You want to look like)
It's not the same, you don't mean a thing, you're just another
stain
It's not the same, you don't mean a thing, you're just another
stain
This won't hurt...
You should eat the shit you speak
You know you are what you think
You should eat the shit you speak
You know you are what you think
Don't you try to touch me
You're no different from what you see
Don't you try to touch me
You're just as filthy as filth can be
Like a pinata you crack open
Your candy guts cascade in rainbow
You decay in your own containment
the sweetest insides are all coated with their filth
It's not the same, you don't mean a thing, you're just another
stain
It's not the same, you don't mean a thing, you're just another
stain
You should eat the shit you speak
You know you are what you think
You should eat the shit you speak
You know you are what you think
Don't you try to touch me
You're no different from what you see
Don't you try to touch me
You're just as filthy as filth can be
6.Wrapped In Plastic
Guilt is a snake we beat with a rake
To grow in our kitchen in the pies we bake
Feed it to us to squirm in our bellies
Twisting our guts make our spines to jelly
Stay, don't want to go now
Drove the children from their chores
Hand-crafted housewives into whores
Fear of the beast is calling it near
Creating what we're hating, it's only fear that is here
Stay, don't want to go now
Come into our home, won't you stay？
I know the steak is cold but it's wrapped in plastic
Come into our home, won't you stay？
I know the steak is cold but it's wrapped in plastic
I'm only as deep as the self that I dig
I'm only as sick as the stick in the pig
'Thin and so white, thin and so white,'
Daddy tells the daughter
While mommy's sleeping at night
To wash away sin you must take off your skin
The righteous father wears the yellowest grin
'Don't wanna go now'
Stay, don't wanna go now, stay, don't wanna go now
Come into our home, won't you stay？
I know the steak is cold but it's wrapped in plastic
7.Dope Hat
I peek into the hole, I struggle for control
The children love the show, but they fail to see the anguish in
my eyes
Fail to see the anguish in my eyes
I scratch around the brim, I let my mind give in
The crowd begins to grin, but they seem to scream when darkness
fills my eyes
Seem to scream when darkness fills my eyes, it's no surprise
Fail to see the tragic, turn it into magic
My big top tricks will always make you happy, but we all know
the hat is wearing me
My bag is in the hat, it's filled with this and that
My vision's getting fat, the rabbit's just a monkey in disguise
Stars and pills and needles dance before our eyes
They will bite the hand if it is slower than the quickness of
their scrutinizing eyes
Fail to see the tragic, turn it into magic
My big top tricks will always make you happy, but we all know
the hat is wearing me
Chicanery will always make you happy, but we all know the hat is
wearing me
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