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Lyrics:
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Anal Cunt - G.G. Allin
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You Robbed A Sperm Bank Because You're A Cum Guzzling Fag - Anal Cunt
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You Own A Store - Anal Cunt
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You Look Adopted - Anal Cunt
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You Live In A Houseboat - Anal Cunt
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You Got Date Raped - Anal Cunt
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You Go To Art School - Anal Cunt
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You Keep A Diary - Anal Cunt
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You Have Goals - Anal Cunt
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You Fucking Towelhead - Anal Cunt
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You Drive An Iroc - Anal Cunt
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You Converted To Judaism So A Guy Would Touch Your Dick - Anal Cunt
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You Can't Shut Up - Anal Cunt
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You Are An Orphan - Anal Cunt
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You Are An Interior Decorator - Anal Cunt
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You Are A Good Food Critic - Anal Cunt
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You (fill In The Blank) - Anal Cunt
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You - Anal Cunt
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Woman, Nature's Punching Bag - Anal Cunt
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We're Not 'in Da House' You Fucking Wigger - Anal Cunt
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Sweatshops Are Cool - Anal Cunt
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Steroids Guy - Anal Cunt
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Shut Up Mike, Pt.2 - Anal Cunt
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In My Heart There's A Star Named After You - Anal Cunt
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I Snuck A Retard In To A Sperm Bank - Anal Cunt
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I Sent A Thankyou Card To The Guy That Raped You - Anal Cunt
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I Sent Concentration Camp Footage To Americas Funniest Home Videos - Anal Cunt
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Ha Ha Halocaust - Anal Cunt
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I Respect Your Feelings As A Woman And A Human - Anal Cunt
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Anyone Who Likes The Dillinger Escape Plan Is A Faggot - Anal Cunt
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All Our Fans Are Gay - Anal Cunt
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Al Stankus Is Always On The Phone With His Bookie - Anal Cunt
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02657 - Anal Cunt
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Ha, Ha Your Wife Left You - Anal Cunt
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Hitler Was A Sensitive Man - Anal Cunt
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Hebosaurus - Anal Cunt
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Being Ignorant Is Awesome - Anal Cunt
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Because You're Old - Anal Cunt
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Beating Up Hippies For Their Drugs At A Phish Concert - Anal Cunt
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Art Fag - Anal Cunt
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I Sold Your Dog To A Chinese Restaurant - Anal Cunt
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You're Pregnant, So I Kicked You In The Stomach - Anal Cunt
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You're In A Coma - Anal Cunt
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You're Gay - Anal Cunt
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You're Dumb - Anal Cunt
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You're Best Friend Is You - Anal Cunt
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You're Band's In The Cut Out Bin - Anal Cunt
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You're A Trendy Fucking Pussy - Anal Cunt
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You're A Cop - Anal Cunt
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You Were Too Ugly To Rape, So I Just Beat The Shit Out Of You - Anal Cunt
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You Sell Cologne - Anal Cunt
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You Rollerblading Faggot - Anal Cunt
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I Intentionally Ran Over Your Dog - Anal Cunt
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I Hope You Get Deported - Anal Cunt
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Your Kid Committed Suicide Because You Suck - Anal Cunt
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Your Band's In The Cut-out Bin - Anal Cunt
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You've Got No Friends - Anal Cunt
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You've Got Cancer - Anal Cunt
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Phyllis Is An Old Annoying Cunt - Anal Cunt
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Your Kid Is Deformed - Anal Cunt
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Obviously Adopted - Anal Cunt
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Waterfall Wishes - Anal Cunt
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Walker, Texas Corpse - Anal Cunt
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Van Full Of Retards - Anal Cunt
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Valujet - Anal Cunt
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The Word Homophobic Is Gay - Anal Cunt
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The South Won't Rise Again - Anal Cunt
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The Only Reason Men Talk To You Is Because They Want To Get Laid, You Stupid Fucking Cunt - Anal Cunt
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The Guy Who Shot His Kid Up With A.i.d.s. Is Awesome - Anal Cunt
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Technology's Gay - Anal Cunt
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Hogging Up The Holocaust - Anal Cunt
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Saving Ourselves For Marriage - Anal Cunt
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Rich Goyette Is Gay - Anal Cunt
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Reni Auberjonois - Anal Cunt
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Religious Vomit - Anal Cunt
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Recycling Is Gay - Anal Cunt
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Rancid Sucks - Anal Cunt
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Radio Hit - Anal Cunt
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Punching Joe Bonni's Face In - Anal Cunt
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Pottery's Gay - Anal Cunt
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Picnic Of Love - Anal Cunt
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My Woman, My Lover, My Friend - Anal Cunt
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Marc Payson Is A Drunk - Anal Cunt
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Locking Drop Dead In Mcdonalds - Anal Cunt
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Limp Bizkit Think They're Black, But They're Just Gay - Anal Cunt
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Laughing When Leonard Peltier Gets Raped In Jail - Anal Cunt
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Kill Women - Anal Cunt
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Just The Two Of Us - Anal Cunt
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Johnny Violent Getting His Ass Kicked By Morrisey - Anal Cunt
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Jeanine Jizm Is A Freak - Anal Cunt
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Jack Kevorkian Is Cool - Anal Cunt
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Into The Oven - Anal Cunt
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Internet Is Gay - Anal Cunt
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If You Don't Like The Village People, You're Fucking Gay - Anal Cunt
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I'm Really Excited About The Upcoming David Buskin Concert - Anal Cunt
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I'm Not That Kind Of Boy - Anal Cunt
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I'm Glad You Got Breast Cancer Cunt - Anal Cunt
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I'm Glad Jazz Faggots Don't Like Us Anymore - Anal Cunt
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I'd Love To Have Your Daughter's Hand In Marriage - Anal Cunt
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I Wanna Grow Old With You - Anal Cunt
So you're dead and gone, I'll fuck your anal cunt
A lifeless piece of flesh, I'll molest it if I want
You're my feast, your soul has gone away
But your tight anal cunt is what I'll stick it in today
Just another dead fuck, it means nothing to me
Shit on my prick, another bloody treat
Anal cunt, anal cunt, dead to the world
You'll be my fuck boy, you'll be my anal girl
Anal cunt, anal cunt, you're life has gone away
Anal cunt, anal cunt, dead to the world
You'll be my fuck boy, you'll be my anal girl
Anal cunt, anal cunt, you're life has gone away
So what your dead, big fucking deal
Another bloody corpse, for me to make a meal
Nobody cares about you anyway
Your dead anal cunt will be my fuck of fucks today
As you lay on the ground at my feet
I'll rape your dead ass, and I'll penetrate it deep
Anal cunt, anal cunt, dead to the world
You'll be my fuck boy, you'll be my anal girl
Anal cunt, anal cunt, you're life has gone away
Anal cunt, anal cunt, dead to the world
You'll be my fuck boy, you'll be my anal girl
Anal cunt, anal cunt, you're life has gone away
Anal cunt, anal cunt, dead to the world
You'll be my fuck boy, you'll be my anal girl
Anal cunt, anal cunt, you're life has gone away
Anal cunt, anal cunt, dead to the world
You'll be my fuck boy, you'll be my anal girl
Anal cunt, anal cunt, you're life has gone away
So your dead and gone, I'll still fuck your anal cunt
A lifeless piece of flesh, I'll molest it if I want
You're my feast and your soul has gone away
But your tight anal cunt will be my fuck of fucks today
Just another fuck, it means nothing to me
Shit on my prick, it's just another bloody treat
Anal cunt, anal cunt, dead to the world
You'll be my fuck boy, you'll be my anal girl
Anal cunt, anal cunt, you're life has gone away
Anal cunt, anal cunt, dead to the world
You'll be my fuck boy, you'll be my anal girl
YOU COULDN'T PICK UP A GUY AT THE GAY BAR
MAIL PROSTITUTES WOULDN'T TAKE YOUR MONEY
YOU JERKED OFF 8 TIMES, AND RAN OUT OF YOUR OWN
SO YOU BROKE INTO A SPERM BANK, YOU CUM GUZZLING FAG
YOU'RE FUCKING GAY, YOU'RE FUCKING GAY
I ONLY WROTE THIS SONG TO PISS PEOPLE OF WHO ARE GAY
I ONLY WROTE THIS SONG TO PISS PEOPLE OF WHO ARE GAY
WHEN YOU BROKE IN ROD STUART HAD ALREADY BEATEN YOU THERE
LUCKILY YOU WHERE BOTH GOOD FRIENDS
YOU BOTH SAT AROUND AND DRANK 10 GALLONS OF SPERM
WAIL LISTENING TO LOS CRUDOS, AND WATCHING MARILYN MANSON VIDEOS
YOU'RE FUCKING GAY, YOU'RE FUCKING GAY
IF YOU DON'T LIKE THESE LYRICS, DON'T BUY OUR RECORDS YOU FAG
hide your dogs, hide your cats-gook,gook
you can't drive, your face is flat-gook,gook
your eyes aren't straight, it's you i hate-gook,gook
you pick rice, we bombed you twice-gook,gook
[chorus:]
you're a fucking gook [x4]
your accent's gay, please go away-gook,gook
you look alike, you ride a bike-gook,gook
you own a store, i kicked in your door-gook,gook
you fucking gook, you make me puke-gook,gook
your real mother was a hooker,your real father couldn't get laid
your mother left you in a dumpster,you were adopted by two gays
[chorus:]
you look adopted [x4]
you hate father and son picnics, you hate the p.t.a.
you won't bring friends to your house,you've got two fathers and thier both fucking gay
you live in a houseboat
you're so poor it barely floats
you live in a houseboat
you're white trash you're fucking broke
you live in a houseboat
trailer park thinks you're a joke
you live in a houseboat
you're a dumb stupid fag
you live in a houseboat
your dog wears a bandana
you live in a houseboat
you have no teeth
you live in a houseboat
you have tattoos of an anchor
you live in a houseboat
your house has a leak
you just wanted to hold hands but he wanted to fuck
he's twice your size and weight so you're shit out of luck
[chorus:]
you got date raped, date raped [x4]
you whined to the judge, your eyes were full of tears
but you wouldn't have been raped if you didn't have 50 beers
[chorus]
next time you go out bring a chapperone or friend
or you'll probably end up getting date raped again
your parents paid your tuition and bought you a beret
you go to art school because you're fucking gay
are you in college or 13th grade
think of all the money your parents could have saved
[chorus:]
fag,fag,fag,you go to art school [x4]
YOU THINK YOUR LIFE'S SO IMPORTANT
YOU HAVE TO WRITE IT DOWN
YOU'RE JUST A FUCKING FAGGOT
NO ONE CARES ABOUT YOU
YOU, YOU KEEP A DIARY
YOU POMPOUS ASSHOLE DICKFACE
YOU'LL PROBABLY WRITE A BOOK
ONLY ANOTHER ASSHOLE WOULD PUBLISH IT
you want to go to school
you want a good job
you want to get married
you want to own a car
[chorus:]
you're boring,you're gay,you're old,you have goals [x2]
you want to own a house
you want to have kids
if these are your goals
then you're fucking stupid
You fucking towelhead
You wear a towel on your head, you fucking towelhead
I hate women, you do too
But you have a mustache, you fucking towelhead
Chorus:
Towelhead, towelhead. Towelheaad, you fucking towelhead (x4)
It's cool they beat up women when they show their head
It's cool they beat up women when they show their face
Those cunts have to cover their fucking ankle
You think you're cool cuz' you ride a camel
you're from the north end-wop
you're from revere beach-wop
you can't have a barbeque-wop
the spaghetti always falls through-wop
[chorus:]
you drive an el camino,your hero's barbarino,your cousin's name is guido,on the beach you wear
a speedo
you drive an iroc-wop
your girlfriend has a mustache-wop
you were an altar boy-wop
you got raped by a priest-wop
[chorus]
you put on a bottle of colonge today,you're italian and you're fucking gay
your fucking name is fucking vinnie,and you're a greasy fucking guinea
you can't have freckles-wop
they slide off your face-wop
you braid your girlfriend's breast hair-wop
You just broke up with Jaime from Hatebreed
Even Chris Barnes won't blow you again
You heard all kikes have to get circumcized
You fantasized about some rabbi grabbing your dick
Chorus:
No one would touch you, now you're a jew
You fucking hebe, now you're a kike
After you got circumcized
Guys still wouldn't touch you
It's bad enough you were a fag before
Now you're a gay faggot jew
Chorus
you have dumb boots-you can't shut up
you love m.a.s.h.-you can't shut up
you don't wear pants-you can't shut up
you can't shut up
you have a beard-you can't shut up
it looks real dumb-you can't shut up
you lost your thumb-you can't shut up
you can't shut up
you're embarrassing-you can't shut up
you can't keep time-you can't shut up
you're a fucking hank-you can't shut up
you can't shut up
stop saying "hyper"-you can't shut up
stop saying "blast"-you can't shut up
you're a pain in the ass -you can't shut up
too bad your mother never learned to drive
maybe if she did,your parents would still be alive
now they're dead,and your sister too
now you're an orphan, we'll make fun of you
faggot [x4]
you want to paint my walls pink,you want to give me a flowered sink
you put a statue of holly johnson in my hall and a poster of joe bonni on my wall
interior decorator [x2]
[repeat verse]
interior decorator [x2]
your last name's weinstein and your first name's jay
you're a food critic and you're fucking gay
you have more hair on your face than you have on your head
pretty soon you'll have a.i.d.s. and you'll be fucking dead
[chorus:]
you are a food critic [x4]
you're old enough-to have bought "let it be" when it was new
you're bald enough-to blind a bird you fucking jew
you're gay enough-to go out with liberace
you're gay enough-you fucking fag
i'm 22,you're 33 and you go to school with me
we're so dumb,we've got nothing new to say
we write the same song 30 times a day
about how you're a cunt or you're dumb or you're gay
but we'll keep writing them anyway
[chorus:]
you fill in the blank [x4]
fill in the blank is dumb
fill in the blank is gay
fill in the blank's a cunt
and tom pascual is short
we're so dumb,we've got nothing new to say
we write the same song 30 times a day
about how you're a cunt or you're dumb or you're gay
but we'll keep writing them anyway
[chorus:]
you fill in the blank [x4]
fill in the blank is dumb
fill in the blank is gay
fill in the blank's a cunt
and tom pascual is short
WOMAN, NATURE'S PUNCHING BAG
WOMAN, NATURE'S PUNCHING BAG
WOMAN, NATURE'S PUNCHING BAG
WOMAN, NATURE'S PUNCHING BAG
YOU DIDN'T GET ME A BEER
YOU WHERE ONE MINUTE LATE WHIT DINNER
YOU BOUGHT THE WRONG KIND OF BEER
YOU WANTED A CAREER
!CENCORED!
YOU FORGOT TO CASH MY UNEMPLOYMENT CHECK
YOU'RE HAVING YOU'RE PERIOD
YOU WANT TO VISIT YOU'RE MOTHER
YOU WANT TO HAVE ANOTHER KID
!CENCORED!-
WOMAN, NATURE'S PUNCHING BAG
WOMAN, NATURE'S PUNCHING BAG
WOMAN, NATURE'S PUNCHING BAG
Real niggers always use you
Real whites think you suck
You want to give us props
But we hate you, you wigger
[Chorus:]
You think you're black- you're not
You think you're cool- you're not
You're not black- you're gay
You think you fit in- niggers hate you
Talk like a white man
Or I’ll beat your face in
You're not Doctor Dre
Stop thinking you're black
YOU CAME TO THIS COUNTRY FOR A BETTER LIFE
YOU SPENT WEEKS HIDING IN A LEAKY BOAT
YOU WORK 18 HOURS A DAY, SEVEN DAYS A WEEK
FOR 50 CENTS AN HOUR, YOU SHOULD'VE STAYED HOME
SWEATSHOPS- YOU CAN BARELY AFFORD RISE
SWEATSHOPS- YOU'RE HOMES INFESTED WITH MICE
SWEATSHOPS- 100 OF YOU LIVE IN ONE ROOM
SWEATSHOPS- I HOPE YOU GET DEPORTED SOON
I'M GLAD YOU'RE UNDERPAID
I'M GLAD YOU GET RIPPED OFF
YOU'RE TOO DUMB TO GO ON WEAL FARE
YOU SUCK GUYS THAT LOOK LIKE DIG OFF
SWEATSHOPS- YOU CAN BARELY AFFORD RISE
SWEATSHOPS- YOU'RE HOMES INFESTED WITH MICE
SWEATSHOPS- 100 OF YOU LIVE IN ONE ROOM
[SETH never got around to writing lyrics for this, but the chorus is:]
his mustache is big-but his muscles are bigger
THE DOLPHIN'S IN THE JACUSSI
I WANNA GET A CREDITCARD
AND, AH I'M GONNA BUY A STEREO AT CAMBRIDGE SOUNDWORKS
I WAS LOOKING AT MY ASS THIS MORNING
YOU CALL YOURSELF A MAN OF THE CLOTH
SHUT THE FUCK UP
SHUT THE FUCK UP
SHUT THE FUCK UP, MIKE
SHUT THE FUCK UP
SHUT THE FUCK UP
SHUT THE FUCK UP, MIKE
As I look out the window, at the lights in the sky
It brings back the memories, and a tear to my eye
I see a star that we picked, as the landmark of our love
Our love would never die, as long as it was lit above
In my heart there's a star named after you
It's still inside me, even though that we're through
You were my angel, my gift from heaven above
But that star's all I have left of our past love
We'd lie under that star, on many a soft clear night
We'd lie on the green, green grass and hold each other tight
Until my actions eclipsed the sunshine of your love
YOU FUCKING DYKE
YOU DIDN'T WANT TO GET TOUCHED BY A MAN
YOU WANTED TO BE A STRONG SINGLE MOTHER
YOU ORDERED A SENSITIVE, GAY POETS SPERM
I SNUCK A RETARD IN TO A SPERM BANK
I SNUCK A RETARD IN TO A SPERM BANK
I SNUCK A RETARD IN TO A SPERM BANK
I SNUCK A RETARD IN TO A SPERM BANK
INSTEAD OF A BRIGHT POET OFFSPRING
YOU'RE STUCK WITH A DROOLING RETARD
YOU WENT BROKE PAYING FOR SPECIAL CARE
YOU'RE GIRLFRIEND LEFT YOU FOR ANOTHER WOMAN
I SNUCK A RETARD IN TO A SPERM BANK
I SNUCK A RETARD IN TO A SPERM BANK
I SNUCK A RETARD IN TO A SPERM BANK
YOU JUST CAME FROM A BIKINI KILL CONCERT
YOU FELT LIKE A STRONG INDEPENDENT WOMAN
TWO GUYS WHERE HAVING A "RAPE THE UGLIEST CUNT POSSIBLE" CONTEST
YOU WEREN'T A STRONG WOMAN ANYMORE
I'M GLAD YOU GOT RAPED
YOU STUPID DYKE CUNT
I'M GLAD YOU GOT RAPED
CUZ YOU'RE A STUPID DYKE CUNT
I LAUGHED AS I WATCHED HIM RAPE YOU
THEN I BROUGHT HIM A FEW BEERS
EVERY YEAR ON THE ANNIVERSARY OF YOUR RAPE
I SEND HIM A THANKYOU CARD, YOU STUPID FUCKING DYKE CUNT
I'M GLAD YOU GOT RAPED
YOU STUPID DYKE CUNT
I'M GLAD YOU GOT RAPED
MY UNCLE WAS BEST FRIEND WITH HITLER
HE HAD SOME COOL FOOTAGE OF DACHAU
I WAS WATCHING AMERICAS FUNNIEST HOME VIDEOS ON DUST
AND SENDT SOME FOOTAGE TO THAT FUCKING GAY SHOW
I SENT CONCENTRATION CAMP FOOTAGE TO AMERICAS FUNNIEST HOME VIDEOS
I SENT CONCENTRATION CAMP FOOTAGE TO AMERICAS FUNNIEST HOME VIDEOS
I DIDN'T WIN THE $10,000
SO I SENT INTERMENT CAMP FOOTAGE
I DIDN'T WIN AGAIN
I got bored of writing rape songs
Then I remembered the holocaust
I couldn't write because it was so funny
I'm glad lots of people died
[Chorus:]
Ha ha holocaust [x3]
I'm glad lots of people died
People are too fucking PC
To admit Hitler was funny
How can you not laugh your ass off
I was watering my rose garden and you walked by my place
I almost ran up to you in a lustful, unsensitive haste
I almost cried cause I acted so insensitive
But I wanted you to know about the feather-soft warmth I could give
I respect your feelings
I respect your gender
I respect your existence
I'll always be tender
Cause I respect your feelings
As a woman and a human
I'll be the pansy-growing gardener of our bouquet of love
A flower-wielding soldier with the grace of a dove
I'll love you all, heart, mind and soul, I'd never think of anything cheap
I'll read you some of my poems before you go to sleep
I respect your feelings
I respect your gender
I respect your existence
I'll always be tender
Cause I respect your feelings
Harvey Fierstein told me you guys ruled
John Zorn called to tell me you’re great
The caller ID was from a gay bar
You guys fucking suck
Any guy who likes you
Likes Neurosis and dicks up his ass
You think you’re so fucking original
Gay bars used to be original too
You never get bad reviews
Because all the writers shoot up cum
Everyone who likes you
Why do you think we throw stuff at you?
You own all our cd's- you're gay, you're gay
You own all our 7"s- you're gay, you're gay
You bought all our t-shirts- you're gay, you're gay
You go to all our shows- you're gay, you're gay
Chorus:
All our fans are gay [x4]
You think you know what we are singing about- you're wrong
You think we care about the underground- you're wrong
You think we won't fuck up your club- you're wrong
You think we care if you like us- you're wrong
Chorus
If we're nice to you, it's because we're broke
Or unless you got some drugs to smoke
When the drugs are gone, then we are too
Then we'll go back to making fun of you
Fan voice:
"But I've supported you guys for so long"
AL STANKUS IS ALWAYS ON THE PHONE WITH HIS BOOKIE
AL STANKUS IS ALWAYS ON THE PHONE WITH HIS BOOKIE
AL STANKUS IS ALWAYS ON THE PHONE WITH HIS BOOKIE
AL STANKUS IS ALWAYS ON THE PHONE WITH HIS BOOKIE
HE'S ON THE PHONE TO PUERTO RICO
HE'S ON THE PHONE TO THE DOMINICAN REPUBLIC
HE'S ALWAYS GAMBELING ON COLLEGE FOOTBALL GAMES
you can grow a mustache overnight-down in 02657
you can see the village people everynight-down in 02657
lenny takes his summer vacation-down in 02657
liberace is your neighbor-down in 02657
can't find the lyrics. the chorus is:your wife left you,your wife left you, you're not only a loser but you're also a jew
HITLER WAS A SENSITIVE MAN
HITLER WAS A SENSITIVE MAN
HITLER WAS A SENSITIVE MAN
HITLER WAS A SENSITIVE MAN
HE WENT TO ART SCHOOL WHEN HE WAS YOUNGER
HE WANTED TO BE A PAINTER
HITLER WAS A VEGETARIAN
HE WAS ALSO A NON SMOKER
HITLER WAS A SENSITIVE MAN
HITLER WAS A SENSITIVE MAN
HITLER WAS A SENSITIVE MAN
HITLER WAS A SENSITIVE MAN
HE HIRED GAY AND HANDICAPPED OFFICERS
HE WAS CONCERNED ABOUT OVERPOPULATION
IF HITLER WAS ALIVE TODAY
HE'D LISTENED TO THE CURE, THE SMITHS, AND DEPECHE MODE
HITLER WAS A SENSITIVE MAN
HITLER WAS A SENSITIVE MAN
HITLER WAS A SENSITIVE MAN
You're such a fucking hebe
You're always freebasing pennies
You went to a plastic surgeon
And got your nose enlarged
Chorus:
You've got a tattoo of a penny- you're a hebosaurus
Your uncle's Murray Lender- You're a hebosaurus
You know all the words to Yentil- you're a hebosaurus
You're breath smells like a bagel- you're a hebesaurus
You have a yamaka welded on your head
You've tried to shoot up money
You beat off inside of banks
I want to stuff you in an oven
[Chorus:]
You've got a tattoo of a dradle- you're a hebosaurus
You idolize Gene Simmons- you're a hebosaurus
You think Scott Ian's cool- you're a hebosaurus
I LIKE TO LAUGH AT RETARDS
I LIKE TO LAUGH AT CRIPPLES
I LIKE TO MAKE FUN OF GAYS
I LIKE TO BEAT WOMAN
I LIKE ASSUMING BLACK PEOPLE STOLE SOMETHING
I LIKE ASSUMING JEWS JERK OFF TO PHOTOS OF BANKS
I LIKE ASSUMING CHINESE PEOPLE CANT DRIVE
I LIKE ASSUMING WOMAN ARE DUMB CUNTS
I LIKE BEING IGNORANT
I LIKE BEING IGNORANT
I LIKE BEING IGNORANT
I LIKE BEING IGNORANT
I LIKE ASSUMING BLACK PEOPLE STOLE SOMETHING
I LIKE ASSUMING JEWS JERK OFF TO PHOTOS OF BANKS
I LIKE ASSUMING CHINESE PEOPLE CANT DRIVE
I LIKE ASSUMING WOMAN ARE DUMB CUNTS
I LIKE BEING IGNORANT
I LIKE BEING IGNORANT
I LIKE BEING IGNORANT
I LIKE BEING IGNORANT
I DON'T WANT TO READ THE PAPER
I DON'T WANT TO SEE THE NEWS
I DON'T WANT TO KNOW WHAT IS GOING ON
you have to wear a diaper
because you're old [x2]
you have to use a wheelchair
b.y.o.(because you're old) [x2]
you can't remember your kids names
b.y.o. [x2]
you have to wear dentures
b.y.o. [x2]
b.y.o.-i hate old people
b.y.o.-you're fucking old
your kids tossed you in a nursing home
b.y.o. [x2]
but they'd rather have you put to sleep
b.y.o. [x2]
you can't even feed yourself
b.y.o. [x2]
i'd hate to fucking be like you
You've got no fucking money and your girlfriend is ugly
So I stole your drugs (x2)
Your van's a piece of shit with a Dead sticker on it
So I stole your drugs (x2)
First I stole your nitrous
Then I stole your acid
Then I stole your mushrooms
Then I kicked your ass
Then I stole your pot
Then I stole your beer
Then I stole your tickets
HE LISTENS TO THE FUCKING SMITHS
HE'S GOT A MUSTACHE
HE WEARS A TRENCHCOAT
HE'S GOT A MUSTACHE
HE WEARS BLACK TIGHTS
HE WRITES POETRY
HE WEARS BLACK LIPSTICK
UNDER HIS MUSTACHE
HE'S GOT A ROLLERCOASTER HAIRCUT
HE DYES IT JET BLACK
WHEN HIS HAIR IS REALLY BROWN
JUST LIKE HIS MUSTACHE
HE WANTS TO BE ROBERT SMITH
BUT WITH A MUSTACHE
HE'S A FUCKING ART FAG
I WAS ON MY WAY TO TURN IN ILLEGAL ALIENS TO THE INS
AND YOUR STUPID FUCKING DOG WAS BARKING AT ME
IT SOUNDED LIKE A SINGER FROM A GAY DEATH METAL BAND
I WANTED TO KICK IT IN THE FUCKING FACE
I SOLD YOUR DOG TO A CHINESE RESTAURANT
I SOLD YOUR DOG TO A CHINESE RESTAURANT
I SOLD YOUR DOG TO A CHINESE RESTAURANT
I SOLD YOUR DOG TO A CHINESE RESTAURANT
AFTER I BEAT THE FUCKING SHIT OUT OF IT
I WANTED TO THROW IT THROUGH YOUR FUCKING WINDOW
BUT I NEEDED MONEY TO BUY SOME MORE WHISKEY
SO I SOLD IT TO A CHINESE RESTAURANT
I SOLD YOUR DOG TO A CHINESE RESTAURANT
I SOLD YOUR DOG TO A CHINESE RESTAURANT
I SOLD YOUR DOG TO A CHINESE RESTAURANT
I SOLD YOUR DOG TO A CHINESE RESTAURANT
YOUR FAMILY ORDERED PU PU PLATTER
YOU DIDN'T KNOW WHAT YOU WERE EATING
IT WAS YOUR FUCKING GAY FAITHFUL DOG
I THOUGHT YOU WHERE A FAT CHICK
THEN I REALIZED YOU WHERE PREGNANT
I THOUGHT IT WOULD BE FUNNY IF YOUR BABY DIED
SO I KICKED YOU IN THE STOMACH
I KICKED YOU, YOUR BABY'S DEAD
I KICKED YOU, YOUR BABY'S DEAD
I KICKED YOU, YOUR BABY'S DEAD
HA HA HA YOUR BABY'S DEAD
THERE WHERE NO STAIRS TO THROW YOU DOWN
THERE WAS NO ROOF TO THROUGH YOU OFF
THERE WAS NO COAT HANGERS AROUND
SO I KICKED YOU IN THE STOMACH
I KICKED YOU, YOUR BABY'S DEAD
I KICKED YOU, YOUR BABY'S DEAD
I KICKED YOU, YOUR BABY'S DEAD
you're a fucking vegetable,we tried to pull the plug
but you still wouldn't die,you're a dumb stupid fag
[pre chorus:]
you shit in a bag,you piss in a tube,you can't walk,you can't move
[chorus:]
you're in a coma [x4]
i tried to give you a hotfoot,but you didn't notice
you're gay and you're in a coma,you're a fruit and a vegetable
[chorus:]
y-o-u-r-e-g-a-y,you're gay [x4]
you volunteer for charity work-you're gay
you care about the environment-you're gay
you're a ballet dancer-you're gay
you're a cake decorator-you're gay
[chorus]
you subscribe to honcho-you're gay
you go to fashion shows-you're gay
you love playing hacky sack-you're gay
you go to poetry readings-you're gay
you've got a new t pass, just for retards
you've got sagging breasts that are very large
all over your wrinkled body, you've got lots of pimples
and you've got a greasy hair coming out of your nipple
hey, you're dumb [x3]
you live with your parents, and your 31
you pay no rent, because you're a bum
you never clean your house, because you're depressed
and you've still got a goddamn hairy breast
hey, you're dumb [x3]
you're going to san fransisco because you're gay
your boyfriend must be really desperate to get laid
we'll always make fun of you, we'll never rest
no one cares what you say,no one gives a shit about norway
no one can stand the way you talk,except your girlfriend,the greasy wop
[1st chorus:]
everyone mistakes you for a jew
your best friend is you [x2]
you have hook nose like a fucking jew
your best friend is you [x2]
no one cares about what you wrote,you're nothing but a spic,a 5 foot joke
every show you book is a fucking flop,you're a fucking midget and your broad's a wop
[2nd chorus:]
no one cares what your last show drew
your best friend is you [x2]
you're about as tall as tattoo
your best friend is you [x2]
your favorite letter's f
flunk-you flunked out of school
flop-every show that you do
fail-every class that you take
YOUR RECORD COST $3.99
YOUR RECORD COST $2.99
YOUR RECORD COST $1.99
AND THEN IT GETS RETURNED
YOUR BAND'S IN THE CUT-OUT BIN [X4]
YOU'RE RIGHT NEXT TO HALL AND OATES
YOU'RE RIGHT NEXT TO THE COMMODORES
YOU'RE RIGHT NEXT TO CAMEO
YOU'RE A FUCKING HOMO
YOUR BAND'S IN THE CUT-OUT BIN [X4]
CUT-OUT BIN, CUT-OUT BIN, CUT-OUT BIN, CUT-OUT BIN
YOU'RE IN THE RETURN LINE
THEY DON'T TAKE BACK RECORDS UNDER $3.99
THEN YOU START TO FUCKING WHINE
you always talk behind my back,but when i see you,you want to shake my hand
when i see you ready to fight,you change your story like i knew you might
you grew up wanting to be just like me,but i'm not cool in your clique
anymore
i never changed with the trends like you did,so you're not allowed to like me
anymore
you always do whatever's fashionable,and you hate me cuz i don't
you want to be everyone's friend,and you hate me cuz i won't
powdered sugar on your fingers, coffee on your shirt
bribes in your pocket, you never do any work
you fat fucking slob you just sit in a car
until you get off work then it's back to the bar
[chorus:]
you fucking pig-pig
you're a fucking cop-cop [x4]
you never catch any crooks but harass everyone else
your fat fingers don't fit the trigger you're too slow to catch a nigger
you're a suburban cop because you're scared of the city
you broke a stool at dunkin donuts because you're so fucking fat
[chorus]
[repeat first verse]
Rape [x4]
I drank a case of whiskey
And you looked like Jeanine Jizm
I drank another case of whiskey
And you looked like Roseanne Barr
Chorus:
You were to ugly to rape, so I beat you up
When I looked at you, I had to throw up
I drank a case of whiskey
And you looked like Sheila Micheals
I drank another case of everclear
And you looked like Ileana Douglas
you have a mustache,you called me on the phone
you wear a beret and you sell colonge
you wear colonge but you still smell bad
you smell like shit from all the men that you've had
[chorus:]
you sell colonge [x4]
you wear a gay suit, you have a mustache
you're always looking at your customers ass
a freelance homo,you tried to sell to sears
but you got kicked out because you're fucking queer
YOU'RE ARE ROLLERBLADING, ROLLERBLADING, ROLLERBLADING FAGGOT
YOU'RE ARE ROLLERBLADING, ROLLERBLADING, ROLLERBLADING FAGGOT
YOU'RE ARE ROLLERBLADING, ROLLERBLADING, ROLLERBLADING FAGGOT
YOU'RE ARE ROLLERBLADING, ROLLERBLADING, ROLLERBLADING FAGGOT
I SAW YOU RIDING DOWN THE STREET ON YOUR ROLLERBLADES
DRINKING A FRAPPOCINO, YOU'RE TOTALLY FUCKING GAY
YOU GOT A KORN SHIRT, AND TRIBAL TATTOOS
YOU ROLLERBLADING FAGGOT, I FUCKING HATE YOU
YOU'RE DOG WAS YOUR ONLY FRIEND
YOU DEPEND YOUR LIFE SAVING FIXING IT'S BROKEN LEG
YOU LOVED IT MORE THAN YOU'RE PARENTS LOVED YOU
AND THEN I RAN IT OVER
YOUR DOG WAS DUMB, AND NOW IT'S DEAD
MY TIRE-TRACKS ARE TATTOOED ON IT'S HEAD
MY TIRE-TRACKS ARE TATTOOED ON IT'S HEAD
I DRAGGED IT 50 YARDS DOWN THE STREET
AND YOU RAN AFTER ME IN TEARS
I ALMOST CRASHED BECAUSE I WAS LAUGHING SO HARD
THEN I TURNED AROUND, AND TRIED TO HIT YOU
YOUR DOG WAS DUMB, AND NOW IT'S DEAD
MY TIRE-TRACKS ARE TATTOOED ON IT'S HEAD
first you fucked a nigger you ugly fucking whore
ran out of men in canada and came here for more
you could shower all your life and you'd never get clean
because you fucked someone that wore afro-sheen
[chorus:]
i hope you get deported,you make me sick,i hope you get deported,you sucked a
nigger's dick
you've got no life and you talk to your pets
i hate you so much i wan't to call the i.n.s.
you work at a snack bar and your father pays your rent
over the border's where i hope you get sent
ERIC CLAPTON SUCKS, ERIC CLAPTON SUCKS
ERIC CLAPTON'S GAY, AND HE'S FUCKING GAY
YOUR FATHER IS THE 4TH WORST SONG WRITER
AFTER SPRINGSTEEN, SEGER AND PETTY
YOU WERE SICK OF HIS GAY FUCKING SONGS
SO YOU JUMPED OUT A REALLY HIGH UP WINDOW
YOUR FATHER SUCKS SO FUCKING BAD
YOU KNEW YOU'D GET BEATEN UP AT SCHOOL
YOU WERE SICK OF HEARING "YOU LOOK WONDERFUL TONIGHT"
SO YOU JUMPED OUT A REALLY HIGH UP WINDOW
SOMETIMES I WISH YOU DIDEN'T DIE
BECAUSE I HATE THE SONG "TEARS IN HEAVEN"
I WAS GLAD YOU DIED UNTIL I HEARD THAT SONG
YOUR RECORD COST $3.99
YOUR RECORD COST $2.99
YOUR RECORD COST $1.99
AND THEN IT GETS RETURNED
YOUR BAND'S IN THE CUT-OUT BIN [X4]
YOU'RE RIGHT NEXT TO HALL AND OATES
YOU'RE RIGHT NEXT TO THE COMMODORES
YOU'RE RIGHT NEXT TO CAMEO
YOU'RE A FUCKING HOMO
YOUR BAND'S IN THE CUT-OUT BIN [X4]
CUT-OUT BIN, CUT-OUT BIN, CUT-OUT BIN, CUT-OUT BIN
YOU'RE IN THE RETURN LINE
THEY DON'T TAKE BACK RECORDS UNDER $3.99
THEN YOU START TO FUCKING WHINE
[SETHÿ never wrote lyrics for this, HE just faked it.][the general concept was supposed to be about tom pascual though.]
you've got cancer,cancer [x4]
your hair's falling out from kemo
part of your colon's been removed
you're only down to 90 pounds
you've only got 3 months to live
you're a fucking cunt,you're old and dried up
you're a crusty old bitch, i hope you fucking die
you're an ugly bitch,you make me fucking sick
you're big fucking mouth,i'm sick of hearing it
clubbed foot,lazy eye,cleft pallet,webbed hands
[chorus:]
your kid is deformed,oi! oi! oi! [x4]
multiple sclorosis,scoliosis,scurvy,h.i.v.
You P.C. fucking faggot
You're trying to win an oscar for adoption
I hope your kids kill you and rape your wife
Amistad is the stupidest movie I've ever seen
Chorus:
Obviously adopted, obviously adopted, obviously adopted, fuck you Spielberg [x2]
How coma all the black extras and slaves
Had names, but the white ones didn't
I fucking hate you and your gay movies
When I look through the waterfall I see your eyes
Brings out feelings in me, girl, I just can't hide
With a smile on my heart and a flower in my hand
Girl, I'd love to be with you on a ???
When it rains I'll be your umbrella
I'm so glad to be your fella
I'm gonna take you to the zoo
I'm so in love with you
I've got waterfall wishes every day
I've got waterfall wishes, makes me happy but afraid
I've got waterfall wishes all day and night
I've got waterfall wishes to make you feel alright
If I were a pirate, you'd be my hook
About our tender lovemaking, girl, I could write a book
You're the sparkle in my wine and the pea in my pod
When we get together, girl, it'll be real hot
When it rains I'll be your umbrella
I'm so glad to be your fella
I'm gonna take you to the zoo
I'm so in love with you
I've got waterfall wishes every day
I've got waterfall wishes, makes me happy but afraid
I've got waterfall wishes all day and night
Your characters supposed to be 40
But you have to be at least 80
The make-up department should win an emmy
For making people think your alive
Chorus:
Chuck Norris- you're really fucking old
You're the worst singer I have ever heard
You're even worse than I am
You should be climbing out of a grave
While you sing the fucking theme song
Chorus
You look like you just got embalmed
And were shopping for a coffin
Your partner looks fucking stupid
VAN FULL OF RETARDS - HA HA HA HA
VAN FULL OF RETARDS - YOU DROOL ON YOURSELF
YOU COULDEN'T EVEN WIN A BRONZE IN THE SPECIAL OLYMPICS
YOUR PARENTS ARE ASHAMED OF THEMSELVES AND OF YOU
VAN FULL OF RETARDS - HA HA HA HA
you fucking jew
you wanted to save 50 bucks
you were too cheap to fly delta
now you're an alligator's lunch
[chorus:]
find your early graves in the everglades-valujet,valujet
over prices you did quibble now the alligators nibble-valujet,valujet
hitler should've thought of it now you're alligator shit-valujet,valujet
you stupid fucking jew you should'nt have flew-valujet,valujet
are you a jew
or just fucking gay
too cheap to fly delta
or t.w.a.
[chorus]
at least the plane was filled,with white trash ,jews,and blacks
now you're valujet alligator snacks
I'm not afraid of faggots
But I like making fun of them
It was made-up by some P.C. faggot
To make fag haters look stupid
Anti-homophobe by Brutal Truth
Is a pathetic attempt to be P.C.
Kevin's obviously not a homophobe
you toothless inbred retard
why do you still even care
there'll never be another civil war
you're mad cuz your trailer has a flat tire
the south won't rise again
the south won't rise again
the south won't rise again
the south won't rise again
what could you possibly gain
by breaking the country in two
your overalls are gay
let go of your sisters tit
i think it's cool that you make moonshine
it's even coller when you go blind from drinking it
how come your ancestors diden't realize
they'd lose cuz their president was named after boss hogg
the south won't rise again
the south won't rise again
the south won't rise again
YOU THINK YOU HAVE A LOT OF MALE FRIENDS- YOU DON'T
YOU THINK GUYS CARE WHEN THEY ASK FOR YOUR OPINION- THEY DON'T
YOU THINK YOUR BEST FRIENDS BOYFRIEND DOESN'T WANT TO FUCK YOU- HE DOES
YOU THOUGHT THE BARTENDER WAS BEATING NICE TO YOU WHEN HE GAVE YOU A FREE DRINK- HE WASN''T
YOUR NEIGHBOR HELPED YOU MOVE- HE JUST WANTS TO FUCK YOU
YOU BOSS BOUGHT YOU LUNCH- HE JUST WANTS TO FUCK YOU
A GUY BOUGHT YOU A DRINK- HE JUST WANTS TO FUCK YOU
HE ASKED YOU TO GO OUT FOR COFFEE- HE JUST WANTS TO FUCK YOU
YOU THINK YOU'RE ONE OF THE GUYS
YOU THINK YOU'RE ALL GOOD FRIENDS
YOU'RE EVENTUALLY GOING TO GET RAPED
YOU STUPID FUCKING CUNT
YOU STUPID CUNT
YOU STUPID CUNT
YOU STUPID CUNT
YOU STUPID CUNT
YOU STUPID CUNT
YOU STUPID CUNT
YOU STUPID FUCKING CUNT
YOU STUPID CUNT
YOU STUPID CUNT
YOU STUPID CUNT
YOU STUPID CUNT
YOU STUPID CUNT
YOU STUPID CUNT
he didn't want to pay for that brat
so he shot that fucking kid up with a.i.d.s.
that retard thought no one would find out
but everyone knew he worked at a hospital
now he's getting shot up with a.i.d.s.
by a 12" black syringe in prison
everyone's upset that he did it
i think it's funny, to bad he didn't get away with it
a.i.d.s.[x a lot]
the guy who shot his kid up with a.i.d.s. is awesome
HOW MANY MEGS OF RAM DO YOU HAVE IN YOUR COMPUTER ...
TECHNOLOGY'S GAY
HEY, WHY DON'T YOU CHECK OUT MY WEBSITE AT WWW ...
TECHNOLOGY'S GAY
I LOVE LOOKING AT THE STAR TREK WEBSITE, AND I EH ...
TECHNOLOGY'S GAY
LET ME FAX YOU MY E-MAIL ADDRESS ...
other people were fucked with too
but all you care about is you
faggots, gypsies, others too
but you just want people to care about you
hogging up
hogging up the fuckinh holocaust [x4]
you're as greedy with money as you are with guilt
so you had a holocaust memorial built
not that i care about other people or races
but i'm sick of your fucking whining faces
hogging up
I saw your deep blue eyes from afar
I saw you at the church bazaar
I asked the priest to introduce me to your mother
And I asked her to introduce us to each other
I asked you to go on a picnic of our own
But you insisted on taking a chaperone
I apologized for being so bold and rude
So I invited your parents for lemonade and food
We're saving ourselves
Saving ourselves for marriage
Saving ourselves, for a baby carriage
Restraining ourselves, till the moment's right
Saving ourselves, for our wedding night
After four years of dating, I decided to take a risk
I held both your hands, and kissed your rose-petaled lips
We stared into each others' eyes, wondering what was next
But we knew not to ruin our love with pre-marital sex
We're saving ourselves
Saving ourselves for marriage
Saving ourselves, for a baby carriage
Restraining ourselves, till the moment's right
Saving ourselves, for our wedding night
Years went by, our courtship was grand
One day I asked your father for your hand
I'd never treat you like an object, only like a lady
I'd never consider having sex, except to have a baby
We're saving ourselves
Saving ourselves for marriage
Saving ourselves, for a baby carriage
Restraining ourselves, till the moment's right
if you think you'll get christine back, there's something wrong with you
she left you for ben tober, and he's a fucking jew
[chorus:]
[chorus:]
rene-auberjonois,is gay-auberjonois [x2]
you were on benson,you were in m.a.s.h.,you're french you're gay and you suck
[chorus]
you were in police academy 5,now you're on deep space 9
[chorus]
you were my best friend the vampire,i wish you would fucking retire
All religions make me wanna throw up
All religions make me sick
All religions make me wanna throw up
All religions suck
They all claim that they have the truth
That'll set you free
Just give 'em all your money and they'll set you free
Free for a fee
They all claim that they have 'the Answer'
When they don't even know the Question
They're just a bunch of liars
They just want your money
They just want your consciousness
Chorus
All religions suck
All religions make me wanna throw up
All religions suck
All religions make me wanna BLEAH
They really make me sick
They really make me sick
They really make me sick
They really make me sick
They really make me sick
YOU P.C. FUCKING FAGGOT
WHY DON'T YOU THROW IT AWAY
I'LL NEVER RECYCLE
THERE'S NOTHING YOU CAN SAY
RECYCLING IS GAY
RECYCLING IS GAY
RECYCLING IS GAY
RECYCLING IS GAY
MY GARBAGE CAN IS FILLED
WITH PLASTIC, CANS AND GLASS
IF YOU TELL ME TO RECYCLE
I'M GOING TO KICK YOURÿ ASS
RECYCLING IS GAY
RECYCLING IS GAY
RECYCLING IS GAY
SKA IS GAY, REGGAE IS GAY
YOU'RE FUCKING GAY, AND YOU'RE NOT PUNK
YOU SAY YOU HATE CORPORATIONS, BUT YOU WHERE ON NBC
London's CALLING AND THEIR CALLING YOU GAY
RANCID SUCKS RANCID SUCKS RANCID SUCKS AND THE CLASH SUCKED TOO
RANCID SUCKS RANCID SUCKS RANCID SUCKS AND THE CLASH SUCKED TOO
IF KENNY G. HAD A MOHAVK, HE WOULDN'T BE PUNK
IF YANNI HAD DUMB TATTOOS, HE WOULDN'T BE PUNK
IF GARTH BROOKS PIERCED HIS NOSE, HE WOULDN'T BE PUNK
IF LIBERACE SOUNDED LIKE THE CLASH, HE WOULDN'T BE PUNK
RANCID SUCKS RANCID SUCKS RANCID SUCKS AND THE CLASH SUCKED TOO
RANCID SUCKS RANCID SUCKS RANCID SUCKS AND THE CLASH SUCKED TOO
YOU'RE GAY, YOU SUCK
YOU'RE GAY, YOU SUCK
YOU'RE GAY, YOU SUCK
YOU'RE GAY, YOU SUCK
YOU'RE GAY, YOU SUCK
YOU'RE GAY, YOU SUCK
why won't you ever leave me alone
always driving up to mass or harass me on the phone
i hate your fucking guts and i can't stand you
get the fuck away from me you fat fucking jew
CHORUS:
i can't stand you, you fat fucking jew, i can't stand you, i want to fucking kill you(x2)
what do i have to do to make you go away
i've tried saying fuck off and even lied and said i'm gay
you're totally annoying with everything you do
get the fuck away from me you fat fucking jew
in all your reviews you always talk about yourself
no one really cares how drunk or high you are
you always write about the dumbest fucking bands
it figures you live in allston
you try and take over everything you're involved in
you started a new column because your camera got broken
[chorus:]
pottery's gay, pottery's gay [x4]
you could'nt afford college, you took a night class
you made a clay dildo, and shoved it up your ass
I want to go by the river
And put a blanket on the grass
I'll pour my heart and soul
Into your wine glass
I'll kiss you for an appetizer
And love you for the meal
Then I'll ask for your hand in marriage
As I look up lovingly and kneel
I wanna take you on a picnic
A picnic of love under the blue sky above
Love, Love, Love
Even the ants and the squirrels
They can tell we're in love
My heart soars like
The wing of a dove
We'll take a walk
Through the forests and the trees
And then we'll lie down
With the birds and the bees
I wanna take you on a picnic
A picnic of love under the blue sky above
You were my high school sweetheart and my girl next door
You've been my lifelong best friend and so much more
We matured into each other's arms, we were never apart
You blossomed into the woman who owned my heart
You're my woman, my lover, my friend
I pushed you on swings, we played in the sand
I bought you ice cream from the ice cream man
I looked at you like a gardener looks at a flower
I would stare out my window at you for hours
You're my woman, my lover, my friend
You're my woman, my lover, my friend
You are my tender loving juice fruit, my reason to live
My heart's like a butterfly with flowers to give
I remember looking back to our high school prom
When I shook your dad's hand and gave flowers to your mom
You're my woman, my lover, my friend
I showered you with love, flowers and pearls
And you've given birth to our baby girls
You're my succulent sweet buttercup, and more importantly my friend
We're inseparable love cuddlebunnies til the very end
You're my woman, my lover, my friend
[chorus:] marc payson,marc payson, marc payson is a drunk
at 8 am he has a beer,at 9 am he has a beer,at 10 am he has a beer,he's a
fucking queer
at 1pm he has a beer,at 2 pm he has a beer,at 3 pm he has a beer,then he goes
to work
[chorus]
he always shows up drunk to work,he always shows up drunk to meetings,he's
always drunk around the house,i'm glad you got kicked out
what's up with your hairline,your saxophone is doing fine,you're 25 your kid
is 9,and your father just died
....
[chorus:]
hey brian,hey bob,hey lee,hey ben,you're gay,you're gay
i'm gonna lock drop dead in mcdonalds today,today
i'm gonna (don't remember) and fry a burger on your face
Fred Durst is a fucking faggot
He thinks he's black, but he's just gay
He cancelled a show cuz he sprained his ankle
He's also a fucking midget
Chorus:
You're not fucking black, you're just fucking gay (x2)
You're fucking gay
The guitarist wears a mask
To hide the cum stains on his face
They're the gayest band I've ever seen
And I've seen the Culture Club live
Chorus
Fred wears a hat to hide his baldness
I refuse to believe blacks think he's cool
I wish he'd beaten and raped by some black guy
I NEVER BOTHERED TO FIND OUT WHY YOU'RE IN JAIL
BUT, I THINK IT'S FUNNY THAT YOU ARE
I HOPE YOU DIDN'T ACTUALLY DO IT
AND YOUR LIFE GOT RUINED FOR NOTHING
I DON'T KNOW WHY YOU'RE IN JAIL
AND I DON'T FUCKING CARE
I HOPE YOU GET RAPED EVERY DAY
I'M GLAD YOU'RE STUCK IN THERE
YOU WHERE PROBABLY IN A DRUNKEN INDIAN BLACKOUT
YOU WHERE DRINKING LISTERINE IN THE DESERT
YOUR BARTENDER SHUT YOU OFF, SO YOU TRIED TO SCALP HIM
KILL WOMEN - DIE
KILL WOMEN - DIE
KILL WOMEN - DIE
JUST THE TWO OF US
WE CAN MAKE IT IF WE TRY
JUST THE TWO OF US
johnny violent's fucking gay [x3]
ultraviolence fucking sucks [x3]
morrissey's gonna kick your ass [x3]
i'm gonna catch you
[chorus:]
jeanine jizm is a freak
Seth never wrote lyrics for the verses. on one of the verses HE sang lyrics
from a "slinky" commercial. the other verse HE sang lyrics from a "barrelhead
first you killed an old person
then you went to jail
then you killed another
when you got out on bail
[chorus:]
old people suck, kevorkian rules, old people suck, jack kevorkian's cool [x2]
you're in jail again
because you wouldn't sell out
let's get a bulldozer
and break him out
FIRST YOU LIVED ON A FARM
THEN YOU GOT YOUR HEAD CUT OFF
THEN I BOUGHT YOU IN A GROCERY STORE
PRETTY SOON, YOU'LL BE ON MY PLATE
INTO THE OVEN
INTO THE OVEN
INTO THE OVEN
I'M GONNA EAT YOU FOR THANKSGIVING
I'M NOT A FAGGOT VEGETARIAN
I DON'T CARE IF THE INDIANS LOST THEIR LAND
I THINK ITS REALLY FUNNY THAT THEY DID
I LIKE EATING LOTS OF FOOD ON THANKSGIVING
INTO THE OVEN
INTO THE OVEN
INTO THE OVEN
YOU'VE GOT NO FRIENDS
YOU STAY HOMA ALL DAY
YOU'VE BEEN TO EVERY WEBSITE
BECAUSE TOU'RE FUCKING GAY
THE INTERNET IS FUCKING GAY
YOU FUCKING FAGGOT, LOSER, QUEER, NERD, ETC.
YOU'VE GOT NO FRIENDS
YOU STAY HOMA ALL DAY
YOU'VE BEEN TO EVERY WEBSITE
Jacques Morali wrote the heaviest music ever
Glenn Hughes had a deeper voice than Will from Mortician
He wore chains before Slayer and Venom
Jacques Morali was portrayed by Steve Guttenberg
Chorus 1:
If you don't like the Village people- you're fucking gay
If you think Jeff Olson was better cowboy- you're fucking gay
If you think Ray Simpson was a better cop- you're fucking gay
If you think Y.M.C.A. was their best song- you're fucking gay
All death metal songs were ripped off from Village People
"Evil dead" by Death is actually "Liberation" from the Village People
Will Rahmer looks like he should be in the Village People
No, Morbid Florist wasn't a reference to Will Rahmer
Chorus 2:
If you think Death were good after their demos- you're fucking gay
If you think rape is wrong- you're fucking gay
If you think the holocaust wasn't funny- you're fucking gay
If you think of Hellhammer as the drummer of Mayhem- you're fucking gay
I BOUGHT A BUS TICKET TO THE LOG CABIN
I'M GONNA START A PIT DURING THE FIRST SONG
I'M GONNA REQUEST "PAPA YOU WHERE A SAILOR"
I'M GONNA BRING 3LIGHTERS TO THE SHOW
I WAS REALLY PSYCHED TO SEE MORBID ANGEL
I WAS REALLY PSYCHED TO SEE UPSIDEDOWN CROSS
I WAS REALLY PSYCHED TO SEE ALL STEWART
BUT NOT AS MUCH AS
DAVID BUSKIN
DAVID BUSKIN
DAVID BUSKIN
IS COMING TO MY TOWN
HE WAS MUCH BETTER WITH BATTEAU
BUT HIS STILL HEAVIER THAN SIX FEET UNDER
I'M GONNA DRINK 5 CASES OF BEER BEFORE THE SHOW
AND SMOKE TONS OF POT, CRACK AND DUST
I WAS REALLY PSYCHED TO SEE JUDAS PRIEST
I WAS REALLY PSYCHED TO SEE BLACK SABBATH
I WAS REALLY PSYCHED TO SEE PHRANC
BUT NOT AS MUCH AS
DAVID BUSKIN
DAVID BUSKIN
DAVID BUSKIN
I was selling flowers by the side of the road
And you came to the flower stand
I was telling you about pansies and roses
But you tried to grab my hand
I'm flattered, but it's my choice
Sorry, I'm not that kind of boy
You may see a heart as a toy
Sorry, I'm not that kind of boy
You think love is a game, whatever you wish
But for me it's years till that magical first kiss
I'll wait until my heart's on cloud nine
Your lust-filled existence is far out of line
I'm flattered, but it's my choice
Sorry, I'm not that kind of boy
You may see a heart as a toy
Sorry, I'm not that kind of boy
You dared to ask me for a date alone
I was shocked you didn't want a chaperone
You were attractive, but way too fast
How could you expect this to ever last?
I'm flattered, but it's my choice
Sorry, I'm not that kind of boy
You may see a heart as a toy
guys used to always buy you drinks
and they'd always kiss your ass
now you just have one tit
ha ha you stupid cunt
i always hoped you'd get a.i.d.s.
but breast cancer will do
now you've just got one tit
but you used to have two
a drunk guy tried to feel you up
but there was nothing there
so he punched you in the teeth
and stole your money, cunt
i always hoped you'd get a.i.d.s.
but breast cancer will do
now you've just got one tit
we just wanted to sound like shit
but you thought we were avant garde
you thought we went to art school
but we worked at gas stations
you thought we were cool
but you diden't know we hate you
you thought we were cool
fuck off all you fucking faggots
you diden't know we were a bunch of assholes
you thought we were liberal and arty
you tried to act wierd and pretend you were violent
when i whipped chairs at you, you can off and cried
you thought we were cool
but you diden't know we hate you
you thought we were cool
fuck off all you fucking faggots
once you realized we hate people like you
you finally stopped coming to our shows
now there's less faggots, less people with glasses
less know it all eggheads, no more jazz fags
you thought we were cool
but you diden't know we hate you
you thought we were cool
Please Sir, let me court your daughter
I'll treat her like the way I oughta
When I take her out I'll have her home by ten
I'll treat her better than the rest of the men
I'd love to have your daughter's hand in marriage
I'd love to push around a baby carriage
I wanna shake your hand & call you dad
I'll never make your daughter sad
I want to carry her books home from school
I'll put my jacket over a puddle for you
I'll be your shelter in the worst of any storm
I wanna wake up with you every day of my life
I'm oh so glad that you're my loving wife
I don't know what I'd do if you ever left me
I'd be worse than a ship lost at sea
Oh baby, you
I wanna grow old with you
My love for you, baby
Will always be true
When you're sick I'll be by your side with some tender loving care
Through all the good times, and when the cupboard is bare
When the baby is crying, I'll let you stay in bed
I'll honor every promise that I ever said
Oh baby, you
I wanna grow old with you
My love for you, baby
Will always be true
[Spoken:]
And on that sad day when one of us will depart
I'll be full of despair, it'll break my heart
But when I look back to our hopes, our dreams, and our love
I'll be glad to be reunited in the heavens above
Oh baby, you
I wanna grow old with you
My love for you, baby
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