Vulcan

f**k you and your stupid smile You make me want to strangle you f**k you and your disco flavor Hot sauce on your snake skin boots Hey, you forgot your rag bag Your sixty-nine sedan Hey, you f**king fag hag Drop trou tossed salad man s*cking on my thumb Just like the child you think I am You've managed to convince yourself But I don't think you can Manage me! Me, me, me Life based on a short story Written by a bitch named Vern In a maroon velor sweat suit Playing with your brand new urn Shit has he lost his mind Can he see or is he just blind s*cking on your brains Like the zombies want to revive You could talk me into f**king you But I don't think you'd survive Survive me! Me Survive me! Me It's your own, technique anyway With all the foam in your mouth when you say It's freedom rock baby Turn it up here's how to order this f**k uncle Shifter's got the night towel I'd kiss you but you're covered in piss Punk are you threatening me Your style is faulty while mine is the best Spock have you lost your mind Are sure full duration is best I'm s*cking on your life Just like the hole you're living in You're complaining all the time But now the s*cking really begins with me, with me With me! Me With me! Me With me me me me me Me me me me me