I am a holy man, super holy I am,
And yet the bird shit on my head.
I curse the species to an early extinction,
And I want this bird dead.
I hope bird brain can take the pain,
I'm sure it's cloaca won't be happy.
First I fuck it, then I bleed it,
As we know that's alrighty with almighty.
In Tibet when I sodomized a pet civet,
My dick stank like a skunk.
Not to fear, skunks are leaders here,
Plus this is expected of a masculine monk.
Sin will win if you fuck your kin,
Just an aphorism to put on your ass.
Fuck everyone, advisable as a tattoo,
If you want a free boarding pass.
My roommate meditates with his mouth open,
I'll transfer the poop as a friend.
That bastard farts in his sleep,
I plan to bring him to his monastic end.
I hope he chokes on the poop,
I'll ensure that his head bursts.
I'll kick his pious balls until he's there,
In bald buddha he says he trusts.
Just a lot of bald bull they pull I say,
And I ask, to what gnarly end?
You get proxy poop in your mouth,
And kicked to death by a bad bald friend.
I'm holy but with big holes,
With wants, I fuck gents and cunts.
Every man for himself and shit,
Pretend pathetic the monastic stunts.
After he's gone I run to his house,
All the illegitimate daughters suck my dick.
The sons become errand runners,
His wife as mistress I plan to keep.
Fucking ascetic, my ass,
He was a duplicitous man.
I am worse and I act today,
Stop me if you can.
