Poop Crust Over Klay Doodster

Sometimes, Klay i wanna chew my bubblegum with you.
Other times, I wanna walk you home from school.
A while i imagine hanging you from my ceiling fan.
Who am i kidding let me lick your meaty tool.

You cant rearrange my mind.
Ill slit your crusty old behind.
So dont hate me just love me.
Oh please klay just ****ing touch me.

(cheesy/horrible punk solo)

Modern philosophy you say!?
From the big star state you flaunt
Nothing more than a fascist adversary
please feed me your dogs floppy ****......

Ok I would say this was the best thing ever written.

Origanal though.
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