Friday, August 3, 2018

BOBBY, DADDY, MAMA, MARY, EDDIE AND ME (EXPLICIT)





BOBBY'S IN THE WINDOW WITH HIS PANTS PULLED DOWN
DADDY'S ON THE PORCH AND HE'S HALF BLIND
MAMA'S IN THE KITCHEN SHAKIN' HER HEAD
PINING FOR THE LOVE SHE KNOWS IS DEAD
MARY'S IN THE BASEMENT SUCKIN' A ROACH
EDDIE'S IN THE CORNER WITH HIS BRAND NEW COACH
I'M OUTSIDE AND I'M RUNNIN' THE MOWER
DROWIN' OUT THE NEWS BEFORE IT GET'S ANY LOWER...  AND I'M NOT POSIN' FOR YOU
SO JUST KEEP WALKIN' ON DOWN THE ROAD

LIKE A SPECTER PASSING THROUGH ME AS I HEAD BACK TOWARDS THE HOUSE
I FEEL MY SOUL HAS LEFT ME AND I'M BACK HERE ALL ALONE ~ IN THIS HOUSE I CALL MY HOME 
I'M JUST THE SPERM OF ANOTHER CLONE

MARY'S CLIMBING OUT THE SECOND FLOOR WINDOW AND SHE'S HEADED DOWN
SHE'LL MORPH INTO FRANKIE 'FORE SHE GET'S INTO TOWN 
EDDIE'S STILL IN THE BASEMENT BEHIND THE STAIRS 
HE'S WITH THAT COACH AND NO ONE CARES

MAMA SHE KNOWS BUT SHE WON'T SAY
SHE'S JUST WAITIN' FOR THAT JUDGEMENT DAY
DADDY COULDN'T GIVE A SHIT
HE JUST YAWNS AND SNIFF'S HIS PITS
HE'D RATHER SIT AND SUCK ON BEERS
THAN FACE A FAMILY FULL OF QUEERS

LIKE A SPECTER PASSING THROUGH ME AS I HEAD BACK TO MY ROOM
I FEEL THE SADNESS OVERWHELM ME AS I CRAWL BACK IN THE WOMB
AND I AM BACK HERE ALL ALONE
I'M JUST THE SPERM OF ANOTHER CLONE

LET'S NOT TALK ABOUT BOBBY
LET'S JUST NOT TALK ABOUT BOBBY

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