Critical comical aspect

by frank canela   May 17, 2008


Clap your heads, bounce your head and let lose of caboose
smoke a little grass, while your at it shoot the goose

Boo!

i scared all the rats and chickens
i am the farmer man and the man of the kitchen

I hit cars with rocks
hunt ducks in flocks
Lady's are on the jock
so I'm penetrating while I'm in the back, doing stock

tick to the to-ck
i lean when i walk
sound mean when i talk
smoke so much pot my brain should be chalk
your hands i will chop
the Hippier to the hop
i will burn the metal down until you turn to blob
corn on the cob
my ear i will swab
i am an honest man so i will never rob
knock knock
open up mother lover it's the cops
but really it's not
it's just I'm dieing for some water and it's to dang hot

laugh a little people
men and women are equal
it's just some girls are lame and to me another sequel
I'm not bald but I'm an eagle
I'm brown but no illegal
I'm so good, that its actually quite evil
sharp and full of drugs like a needle
my roots so far i eat the first beetle
laugh a little people

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