Gruesome morbid tale - p****, red and pale
Dripping blood down your leg
Someone says she's got a mother-f****** clot
Blistering, festering, ever-growing red spot
Eyes are shut, legs are spread
Roll her over so I just might get a chance
Here a queef, can't believe
Menstrual flowings through your pants
Pick scabs, shave hair, hold nose
And dive right into the stuff
Cut it, stitch it, f*** it, cut it
Blood and rough
Something must be dead
Zoo-like odors abound
Making Mommie's couch brown
Orifice I must kiss
s***-stained box I must f***
Drooping lips and my p***
Left a stain I cannot clean
Dripping blood down your leg
Someone says she's got a mother-f****** clot
Blistering, festering, ever-growing red spot
Eyes are shut, legs are spread
Roll her over so I just might get a chance
Here a queef, can't believe
Menstrual flowings through your pants
Pick scabs, shave hair, hold nose
And dive right into the stuff
Cut it, stitch it, f*** it, cut it
Blood and rough
Something must be dead
Zoo-like odors abound
Making Mommie's couch brown
Orifice I must kiss
s***-stained box I must f***
Drooping lips and my p***
Left a stain I cannot clean