I own your life
Your socks and soul
They’re mine for the raping
Your ego is mine for the taking
Your calves are ripe for the raking
And your coccyx is right for a breaking
I punch your face
It explodes into dragons
I shot your fingers off
With a shotgun loaded
with baseball bats
I’m not your father
But I’ll take your hand
With this beam saber
And I’ll scream it’s not true for you
Your pants are full
Of land mines and grenades
Your shirt is covered
With killer bees and marmalade
I’m using you to impregnate
An angry elephant
I’m melting your ears
With my mind powers
I own your life
Go fuck a grizzly tiger
Go wreck a rocket ship
Go find a date on myspace
Go land in gorilla shit
Grunt
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