Shit For Brains

Pig

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    Sitting in my box, waiting for you
    I peep through the slits and I feel myself
    Breathing tight, I'm getting hard
    But it's nice and dark for the things that I do
    I sweat in my cassock
    When I hear you words
    Tell your sins to me I will absolve thee
    I run a peep show beat
    Where I can beat my meat
    When I see your dressing
    I get to messing

    Shit for brains, piss in my pants
    I rape and contain the whole human race
    I'm your heavenly host, the Holy Ghost
    The hand of god and the stick of saints
    I'm a man who's sick but I got class
    I'm going to heaven with my lickin' ass
    Shit for brains, piss in my pants
    I rape and contain my catholic domain

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    Sticks and stones break my bones
    Your words just crucify me
    Heaven up above has a glorious god
    I'd really rather have you right where I want
    Right on the front full of my gunk
    I slide up behind heaven in my mind
    In my dreams I always whipped you
    Then I stripped you

    I ripped you down to my scripture

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    Composición: Raymond Watts

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