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It's been a long time since we first set off
I've been walking down the yellow brick road
Dorothy keeps flashing the man of tin
And the lion is back there smoking chode

I need to find the magic man, the guy who makes shit happen
I need to keep on keepin' on, and keep my fingers snappin'

I hid the oil can cuz the tin man's such a fuckface
Dorothy is a little bitch, she wants the metal hog
Hey Tinny, keep her busy, will ya?
Distract that futtin' ho while I poison her yappy dog

Where'd you say that shithead lives, inside an Emerald Castle?
I think I'll smoke that fucker and trade his shit in, save us all the hassle.
I'll buy a Bentley and be living large, smokin' them magic flowers
Buy a house in the hills with a lion fur rug, a tin stove and
A gardener named Sanchez, cuz Dorothy is one worthless biatch

Streetfighter

I'm a Streetfighter baby
That's my game
I do it for money
I do it for fame
You're crying' baby, ain't it a shame
But I'm Superman
We're one in the same

You don't have to worry cuz
I ain't gonna lose
So shut yo bitch mouth and pour me some booze
Those fuckin' punks, yeah, they fall when I choose
Now get over here and let me squeeze that good luck caboose

I'm a Streetfighter baby
It's how I pay the bills
Some fools can't do it
But I sure as hell will
You know me baby, I gots the skills
I'm a fighter through and through, I love
And I kill

Down with Britain

If a wanker's what you think I am
I'll let you in on my little scam
My name is not Sam I Am
I aspire to ride with Braveheart

He's the man that had it down
He killed the Brits without a frown
He wore a kilt, t'was not a gown
He'd rip your lips off.

I think he had the right idea
We don't need no Brits roun' heeya
So grab a gun and be a deeya
Waste the redcoats like it ain't no thang.

Drop em' while they smoke their fags
Grab them by their shriveled bags
Piss on their fruity looking flag
And piss on Canada, too, cuz Canadians suck.
Foo.

Coyote Morning

There are lots of things I never wanna do
I never wanna sit on a pool que
Or go poo in a shoe
Or swim in a pool of camel spew
But the ONE thing I never wanna do
Besides screwin' a moo moo drinking mountain dew
Is wake up next to you,
Cuz you are one oogely mutha.
You damn ho.

The Devil Bus From Hell

The door is open
No driver that I can see
Lights are off and she ain't runnin
But everything else looks fine to me
It's raining out here
And I'm getting wet
I'm gonna be late
Guess I gotta jet
So I get on the bus
And the door creaks shut
The air is kind of damp
And it has the smell of dust
The lights grow red and I hear a groan
It says "Take one last look cuz you're never coming home"
The engine starts up with an evil roar
So I get up and start running for the door
The bus starts ahead, takes me off my feet
I go flying backwards into the seat
I close my eyes and I hear a bell
How did I get on this Devil Bus from Hell?

In front of the bus the ground opens wide
All I can see is smoke and fire inside
The bus sinks down and I'm getting scared
Cuz I can't see the school anywhere
Out the window I see devils flying by
And when I look up I see a blood red sky
Up ahead I see the fiery gates of hell
And burning flesh and muck are all that I smell
The voice says, "our demons are gonna put you to the test,
�may flights of devils wing you to your rest!'"

Ode to Leather Jackets and Talking Cars

Michael, Michael, where are you?
I don't remember telling you to shoo
I turn the tv to seventeen
Still you're nowhere to be seen

Where is Devon? Where is Bonnie?
You know I mean the brunette hottie.
Most important you son of a bitch
What the hell you do with Kitt?

Hasselhoff, once you had it all
I guess that Baywatch was your fall
Soaking up the rays with Pam
Made you think you were the man

The sun must have gotten to you head
Cuz your days of fightin' crime are dead
You used to talk to your sweet black car
But now you gander from afar
As everyone else is living the life of a star
And you just suck.

Dumbass.

Smacka

Wusup? How are you?
Smack tha ho
Can I borrow some sugar?
Smack tha ho
Would you like some sharp cheddar cheese on a cracker that my grandmother gave me on Christmas Eve but I saved it for you because I know that you like crackers and cheddar cheese and I wrapped it up and saved it for you?
Smack yaself

Meatballs are Good

Spaghetti and Meatballs is the food of the gods
When you got the S'ghetti you can beat the odds
Eat it to make your muscles strong
Eat it to give length to your schlong
Eat it to be the man like Don Juan
Eat it and I'll still beat your ass like a little bitch

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