Тексты песен Aborted Jesus

I used to get high with hash, coke, and meth I need something more. Stench of old men! Gold Bond and crotch rot The sweet smell of menopause My dealer's got the goods I'll remove his BVD's 90 Bucks to

Hey little boy, urine for a treat So be sure that you lift up the seat! And fill that cup I left to the brim Cuz' without my lemonade, the outlook is grim! Don't argue with me, I should know best Beca