all the stiffs. I'm sick of all the dips. I'm bored I bore myself to sleep at night. I bore myself in broad daylight 'Cause I'm bored. I'm bored. Just another dirty bore. All right doll-face, come
music - Leon del Muerte and Sean Mcgrath. lyrics - Sean Mcgrath. . solo "De-Incarnated Mass of Fungal Strains " by S. C. Mcgrath. . Pulling the morbid stiffs. From the damp, sepulchral tomb
Filled Stiffs for Total Gormandization" by S. C. McGrath. solo "Exhibiting the Trots from the Consumption of Rot" by L. d. Muerte Wholly rotten, your body decayed. Your husk a decomposing organic sewer
Dead bodies, dead bodies all over the street. Fifty-five, sixty-five bodies at least. I hang with the stiffs till the break of dawn. I'm always finding bodies when I'm mowing the lawn Drag 'em in
drain The crops hit the stiffs an' the spikes whipped the quiffs. They're all looking 'round. The crops hit the stiffs an' the spikes whipped the quiffs. They're all looking 'round for the last gang in
. run it back. that knock a cop off unconscious molotov. cocktailin sound bomb a snitch. flat line of chalk drawn round the clock too many marks dropped ta count the stiffs stuck on the fence. how
nutz mutha fuckas. Get with tha real and quit faking tha funk. And oh, yeah, stay off my dick, haha, really. Doe, hahaha I let my demons loose when I hit tha 8 juice. And I leave a trail of stiffs
