I am huntin for my eater bazket
that is the purpose of this song
huntin for my easter bazket
c'mon kids sing along
we wear salad colored clothing to confuse the zombies
we sneak past the lawn gnomes who cry to their mommies
chasin the easter squirrl though the park
huntin for my easter bazket in the dark
being chased by creepos who yell "damn you kids...
get the hell off my property...you'll regret this!"
We wear funny colored camo hats so we can communicate
Stop the bus and let my friend Jack off: I mean masturbate
huntin for my easter bazket in the house
now were out in the cold cause we blew up the couch
looking for the easer bazket.
It wasnt there...
Where is my easter bazket
oh where? oh where? oh where?
Author notes
Inspired by the many adventures of me and my friend Gena
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