The Scary Caroler

Well i feel more like i do today Than i did last night Makin' odds on the silvery moom Makin' it all seem that nice And then you lie Your back your scrotum And you close your eyes Your shoulders your pelvis And you sleep alright Your wrist knuckles and knees All these things ache Well jesus christ I got my dogs on ice A piece of grit in my eye I start to spit Then i start to cry I'm happy I just don't know why And then you rise Your buttocks your calves And you open your eyes Your sinus your ears And you sleep alright Your arms your cheeks All these things ache Yes i've had better days I look liked My teeth they were Extremely white Cast off cast off You scary caroler This hasn't been my night