Rip out the ugly eyes of you, I tear your yawning jaw apart
You can't talk and you can't see me,
As for me I'm filled with glee
And I eat your veins just like spaghetti,
Intestines go round and round
Your hairy mole looks just like a grapefruit
Weave your fingers into a crown

You're such an asshole, my how you smell
You're illiterate and I can spell
That the days you have are numbered

I can't stand that grimace you wear
Your soul will be stripped without a care
And I feed your liver to my cat
And he didn't even want it- would you fancy that?
You're ugly and you're flabby and you're filled with cheese
You're way beyond the title of sleaze

You're such an asshole, my how you smell
You're illiterate and I can spell
That the days you have are numbered

Hit you in the head with a rock,
Peel your fingernails off like grapes
Pull out each nostril hair one by one
I feel whole again from destroying you scum!

You're such an asshole, my how you smell
You're illiterate and I can spell
That the days you have are numbered


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