greasy burgers under doctors' christmas tree
hailed big yellow tits in sacred pools of foul pee
depraved hydromancy parties everywhere
like beuys' exhibitions at the weekly fair

people study bloody remains of breakfast burgers
like latin augurs or modern community lurkers
feed on their burgers while they masturbate
meditating about meat meeting its fate

used to love burgers like nobody did?
brevity is the soul of intestinal wit!

furious veggi burgers march down streets in line
waving parliamentarian flags, swigging cheap wine
postulating burgers free your imprisoned hillbillies
american pies etch away your dumb willies

indoctrination of shy burgers replaced by a smell
warhol(e)ism stench is haunted by fishy pell-mell
stimulate your personal little burgers phobia
enjoy your life, fear no common national dementia

love to treat burgers the other way round?
shoving them up! choking! spitting them out?
used to love burgers like nobody did?
brevity is the soul of intestinal wit!


Lyrics submitted by CyMonk

Soul Of Intestinal Wit song meanings
Add your thoughts

No Comments

sort form View by:
  • No Comments

Add your thoughts

Log in now to tell us what you think this song means.

Don’t have an account? Create an account with SongMeanings to post comments, submit lyrics, and more. It’s super easy, we promise!

Back to top
explain