Mustard Man! by Gnarkill
Mustard Man! lyrics
Mustard uhh behold
Hahahaha
A story that I rather not have told
Of a mustard mayhem!
I�m riding and I'm running in my sleep
From mustard man
He chases me �til the last sunrise
And fucks me in his mom�s mini van
Mustard man whoa, whoa 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; ill stay true
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, but try on theese jeans made of whicker,
And they've got horse fleas,
Mustard in my dreams. Whoa!
Mustard god I�m on my knees bowing for you it�s hot
I feel pleasure, won't you please serve me twice tonight I need
Wu, Wu
Mustard seeds like I set up in my head
Jam them with some sugarcane, pleasured so good and I feel the pain
Wu Wu mustard makes me cry, I hate it.
Suicide
I'd rather die then 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, into 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 perverted
Mustard down loads in my wrong, I need a piece of shit
A log can feel my hands with mustard,
Wu, Wu, I don�t need that I like custard, um
Mustard
Marching for Mr. Mustard
Urh, uh, oh, oh yeah�
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