My dick is bent, my patience spent,
I pick up other people's shit.
The land is low, the shit I'll stow,
Where bacteria can find it.
Chained in plato's cave, shadows dancing rave,
Madness is a cute love affair.
Flickering lights, stampede and blights,
Masquerading as what's really there.
Airy fairy sometimes hairy scary,
It's just my strange point of view.
The ground beneath was always round,
But only a few people knew.
Sleepless the night, I wake up in fright,
A janitor outside my home.
Can't remember that I'm the king,
Of the castle I actually own.
Fuck my ass, help release the gas,
And the pent up feelings inside.
My mind is kind, but I often find,
A demon that needs to confide.
Happy the year, that will have no fear,
But homo hemlock is at it again.
War and shit, yes they very much like it,
Inflicting wanton unnecessary pain.
Bullshit is rife, I know that's life,
But I'm old fashioned enough.
I can't melt, that explains the welt,
I huff and puff in this climate rough.
Another year comes to a screeching end,
Not worth a duchenne smile.
I gape my ass, let the shit pass,
The smell makes me retch and rile.
There is a god in every pea and pod,
That shows our anthropomorphic taste.
We just see, what we want to see,
I've found a spirit in my shit paste.
Now, now, now blurts out the cow,
I'm holy isn't it?
Well it depends where you are,
A god, meat or plain bullshit.
