At 8, 9 or 10 it’s about time to kill hare.
Got gut it, gotta kill it, gotta tell em “play fairâ€.
Sniff remains then pass the scent he to me
2 billion b******s on they’re knees now.
My s***list is endless again
You b******s turn to flies now,
the s***heap needs friends now & then
12 noon’s the deadline for the cute lil story.
Gotta gut it, kill it, spice the meat and give the writer glory.
Now lift the head up for the whole world to see.
Now mickey mouse will always hate my song can’t you see.
I’ll shout em from a bullhorn and still hafta pay a fee.
Just gimmie one chance, it’s my only dumb dream
To help 2 billion b******s turn to fleas… please
Got gut it, gotta kill it, gotta tell em “play fairâ€.
Sniff remains then pass the scent he to me
2 billion b******s on they’re knees now.
My s***list is endless again
You b******s turn to flies now,
the s***heap needs friends now & then
12 noon’s the deadline for the cute lil story.
Gotta gut it, kill it, spice the meat and give the writer glory.
Now lift the head up for the whole world to see.
Now mickey mouse will always hate my song can’t you see.
I’ll shout em from a bullhorn and still hafta pay a fee.
Just gimmie one chance, it’s my only dumb dream
To help 2 billion b******s turn to fleas… please