Round the cops up the vampires are feeding.
Captain Crunch of the little men's teeth.
Catch souls of trash packing kids.
Piss off the people. Bacon industry.
He's stinky. He's bad. He reek of decay.
My Mazaradi goes 185. I lost my license.
So now I can't drive. He's stinky. He's bad.
He reek of decay. The pink's been erased.
From the lips. He reek of decay.
Coming after you all. Going out to dual.


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