I wish I had the courage to
Walk right up and question you
Get you to the point where I
Can hear you beg and see you cry.
But does this mean I have to take
Extreme measures, so you quake
In fear from what I may yet do
And what I'll take away from you.
All you hold dear, both now and then
Your Manhood, Money and Your Den
All of these you have mis-used
Your wife and children, have abused.
If boot were on the other foot
You would feel so sick in your gut
'Cause I would love to give you grief
And kick-in your designer teeth.
I'd take your cash, not keep for me
But give it all to charity
The house would burn, down to the ground
And on a chair you would be bound.
To witness all that you hold dear
Come crashing down around your ear
And the best Finale, ever?
Your Bastard Cock, I will SEVER!!!
