Wird Schon Lyrics & Chords By Henk

Got my corpse paint on in the woods with my tape of "I want the one I can't have" Recorded about fifty fuckin times in my walkman to stay, 'cause it's my nightmare matinee...read more

Where's my ironic t-shirt that still reads I'm with stupid I hear that you've been pissing in your bed and you still eat your young. I can't hear you, what was that? Are you...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

Just got out of normal jail Now I don't do coke because I cant stand to look at my- self in the mirror. My dad lent my fine ass out now I gotta shit right through my...read more

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