LYRIC FOR SALE

By DENSMORE

I've got a sad, sad story to tell
About a good person, who's living in hell
She tries her best to live a goo life
But, she constantly bombarded with toil and strife
It's not the way she planned it to be
I'm going to tell you who's causing this misery

It's the Butt...Butt...Butt Wipes - And Parasites, who's causing all this pain
The Butt...Butt...Butt Wipes - And Parasites, who's driving this lady insane
It's the Butt...Butt...Butt Wipes - And Parasites, abusing their own grandmother
This abuse has got to stop, before it goes much further

Twice a month - All day and night
The house is filled with these Parasites
They arrive in droves, so they can get their way
As they figure out a way to get some of her pay
Eating, Stealing and Begging - As bold as they can be
No shame; no remorse - More nerve than a Brass-Ass Monkey

The Butt...Butt...Butt Wipes - And Parasites - Some who have done some time
It's the Butt...Butt...Butt Wipes - And Parasites, committing this domestic crime
Butt...Butt...Butt Wipes - And Parasites, who are so, so full of greed
They'll rob their own grandmother, to satisfy there wants and needs

Listen to me Pat, I need your help
You know we can't depend on anyone else
I've talked to you Pat; I know you understand
That these Butt Wipes have gotten totally out of hand
There's nothing left for us to infer
Because - They are who we thought they were!

Butt...Butt...Butt Wipes and Parasites - A problem which is out of control
Butt...Butt...Butt wipes - And Parasites, who have no compassion or soul
Butt...Butt...Butt Wipes - And Parasites, who have no goal to aspire
Just a sick passion satisfy additions and desires

I want to thank you June, for what you've done
Exposing these Butt Wipes, one by one
Some were under cover, and doing alright
Until you stepped in and brought their crimes to light
You saw right through the games they played
And exposed them for what they are today

Butt...Butt...Butt Wipes - And Parasites - No limits to their low-down deeds
Butt...Butt...Butt Wipes - And Parasites - Whose only emotions are desire and greed
Butt...Butt...Butt Wipes - And Parasites - the scum of the Earth, and it's plain to see
We have to eliminate this cancer - for our own sanity

Butt...Butt...Butt Wipes - And Parasites
Butt...Butt...Butt Wipes - And Parasites
Butt...Butt...Butt Wipes - And Parasites