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I'm a meat-eating bastard,
unborn to stifle laughter
with the Hand of Morose,
and a punch in the nose.
Born at the bottom of the ocean,
I asked an older woman
where I could find a lay tonight.
She didn't answer,
and I don't lame here,
'cause who the fuck would answer me?
And I may be bad but this world is worse,
so pray six-six-seven and throw my ass back to heaven,
but that's worse than before,
so give me money and land.
with everyone gone,
so everyone understands,
but no ones there,
so no one knows,
and no one cares,
'cause no one knows.
Just tell yourself it won't affect me,
I know god will protect me.
Prosperity and peace,
prosperity and peace.
You lie enamored by the lies you're fed,
this shit is filling up your head.
and I'll do my best to treat it,
but your case of denial
is the worst that I've seen yet.
And I may be bad but this world is worse,
so pray six-six-seven and throw my ass back to heaven,
but that's worse than before,
so give me money and land.
with everyone gone,
so everyone understands,
but no ones there,
so no one knows,
and no one cares,
'cause no one knows.
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