Текст песни Mustard Man

Mustard uhh behold
hahahahaha
The story that I 'd rather not have told
Of a mustard mayhem

I'm bathing and I'm running in my sleep
From Mustard Man
He chases me into the last sunrise
And fucks me in his Mom's minivan

Mustard man wu-wu, bow down
I must serve you
I am on the ground
Bowing to your mustard shit
Lick your ass at the end of it
I will march for you mustard man
I'll make you bad

Wu, Wu when I shit, when I try to run away mustard man whipped me
With his mustard chain, and his mustard seeds pissed in my face
And I bleed.

Mustard-Disease

You think it's hot, well try on these jeans
Made of (wickert?) and they've got horse fleas, Mustard in my jeans

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Mustard God I'm on my knees,
Bowing for you, its hot
I feel pleasure, won't you please
Serve me twice tonight I'd eat
Wu, Wu
Mustard seeds like I said up in my head
Jam them with some sugarcane
Pleasure so good and I feel not pain

Wu Wu mustard makes me cry, I hate it.
Suicide

I'd rather die, than eat mustard flies, in a bowl of shit-stains, snot and die
You don't know how it feels to have a girl break my heart.
And rip it out, and tell me mustard
She'd rather fuck mustard, never!

Mustard God, don't take away from me, the pleasure of a young girl, who? I'm gonna marry you.

I've got a broken heart from a mustard girl. She rocks my world, and now I'm allergic and on my knees and deserted.

Mustard downloads in my ROM, I need a piece of shit, all I can feel, my hand is mustard(?), Wu, Wu, I don't need that, I like custard, um

Mustard
Marching for Mr. Mustard.

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