paroles de chanson Mystery Meat (The Bloody Beetroots Remix) - All Leather

Just got out of normal jail
Now I don't do coke because
I cant stand to
Look at my-
Self in the mirror.

My dad lent my fine ass out
Now I gotta
Shit right through
My ribs on the kitchen floor.
Is your man my old
Man?

My old man,
He kept a
Loose asshole,
And hated my guts.

He
Kept his
Pecker up,
Lied with pigs and
Burned the barn down.

My old man,
He kept a
Loose asshole,
And hated my guts.

He
Kept his
Pecker up,
Lied with pigs and
Burned the barn down.

I saw
Loose leather
Lose its big britches,
And the brown smell still
Liked to
Linger.

So go ahead and
Make out with yourself
And hope the stench
Here
Will disappear.

I knocked my
Dick in the
Dirt, where the
Bodies
Get buried.

Next to the
Place I live.
Right where the
Post that gets
Licked.

Make out with yourself
And hope the stench
Here
Will disappear.

I knocked my
Dick in the
Dirt, where the
Bodies
Get buried.

Next to the
Place I live.
Right where the
Post that gets
Licked.
But They say I'm different, the anti depressant.