There's a sale at the sandwich shopStacks and slabs of bacon slopShe tastes like porky-work and slicks of greaseI'll mash her in my mac n' cheeseShe like's em crunchy - she likes 'em darkJust like my cold, no remorse...

wilt the truth, bring honesty upon me, oh giver of judgementsentence my soul and be done with mein the darkness, kept silentupon my honor I am chastised of a brutal fashionseeker of wisdomwho in my hour of need did...

this is some down home voodooentrancing its hostconjuring your sideways smilecrooked redeemer, with talons of fatefickle trust, costing me everythingputting faith before needthe bones on the table say you love mefire spreads through me and touches me in my...

            “One, bottle, two bottles, three bottles moreHis wife gets cut off from the dick once more,            “Another feel of the dick is near, yet so farAs he stares asshole naked out the window at the family’s car,             “Her...