Lyrics

what’s that up in the sky
(“is it a bird , is it a plane”)
NO it’s just terry as high as a kite
running 1000 terra bites
grab a torch and shine your light
right up Terrys backside
lighting up his insides
lighting the night sky
with all of his anatom eye
lit up with L E D SODOM eye
that’s one way to bleach your brown eye
lit up like the bat symbol
from gothem city’s cry
bats his dick so much
gothems were he resides
he doesn’t wear a mask
just goes lights the C C TV on fire
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harrah khet , thermostats
bikes and copper wire
he he likes it comes and takes it
whatever he desires
or he setting cars on fire
and getting incarcerated
when he’s in his cell
continuously penetrated
they way they did missionary
looks like you were being mated
the only happy ending
was when they swabbed you with the rape kit
to late it was by this stage
Terrys hole had gone been gaped in
hollowed out and left vacant
along with your innocence you mind now taken
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(“WAIT WAIT WAIT STOP”)
(“that took a dark turn there’s kids here”)
I HAVE NOT EVEN GOTTEN STARTED
(“oh FUCK, someone pray for the children”)
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sorry where was I
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terry be zipping round on some contraption or bike
terry look hot riding round on a trike
the only times it’s acceptable is if your with kids or your a dyke
that was the day your dignity took a hike
that’s the second time
thirds times u knows a strike
has no one every told you
being a third wheel bites
and riding must be shit when your
with your knee scooter dragging behind
when terry stands next to a cycle
they refer to terry as the bike
terry gets around like he doing doughnuts in the night
when terry punches doughnuts
he make the holes just right

licking his lips while flipping the bird
all the kids watching
found it quite absurd
perhaps it was his finger that should of been blurred
who’s looking at the face when the hands speaking the words
thanks to terry the kids have gone and learned to use their finger to suggest cursive words
just how one finger
can mean two words
two words a child should never learn
little angels that sound like little turds
so Angelic the choir full of abusive words
music that makes Jesus ears hurt
lyrics overlooked and sung as a verse
songs now sung at school ested fords
as the kids stick up their fingers
some kids blows a trumpet

beats that’s got little Dylan’s fists pumping
pumping like the leg he’s humping
Dylan’s not all there so u can’t get grumpy
just let him go and keep him happy
let him go till he’s filled his nappy
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NO DYLAN THATS NOT CHOCOLATE !
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UH TOO LATE
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Does dylan even go to this school

meeeeee dilly
ahh woo ra brrrrrrrr hmmmm crrrttt
spppppiii driiiiii diiiiii beeee bop
booooo brrrrrr o
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oh a oh wowza dilly like
raaaaaaaaowww
wow wo wowza hubba hubba zing