Toxteth Street Party Lyrics & Chords By Nunpuncher

Oh butterball, roll you down a fucking hill in an oil drum, kick you in a canyon. Oh butterball, your diaper's dirty, carrying around your meatslabs in a suitcase all wrapped up in...read more

I'm turned off. That repression bit's jazzercized my provocative thesis: Your ass is grass! In fact you're dead all ready, jerk off! Those mental mechanisms are just rusty...read more

"Praytell whats this vessel sinking in my eggcreme?" Upon a closer look thy turkey neck gave way to spite the mysterious lump in question. However, roadraging hormones cracked off...read more

"Hey, what seems to be the mother fucking problem here?" "well let me tell you officer, if I may interfere." "okay." "see I sailed in through the outdoor and then my coat of...read more

i know you can see right through my bones i know you can see right through my bones i know you can see right through my bones so put a little sugar in my bowl i know you can see...read more