When in doubt, spout through your snout,
There's nothing more relaxing for your head.
Gone are the nights, when the frights,
Resolved through pissing in my bed.
I don't think, it's just the stink,
That makes people avoid me.
Plenty I know, including so and so,
Have shit smeared on face daily.
How they do it, well it's just shit,
You put your face in a crack!
Then they lick the hole, that's their role,
I want to stretch them on a rack.
Humans in a ditch, dirty fucking bitch,
That's what they call nature now.
I think that's crazy, their vision hazy,
Lazy assholes that should die somehow.
