Lyrics
Feels the gassy brimstone pull, his yawning god is breathing shit
Cretin thinks his god s awake, and just as cretin sees his god, lives right inside
Heaven goes mysteriously dark, heaven goes mysteriously dark
they fill it with shovels and picks
Then sacrifice things to your hole, dullard skipping down the street The, his simple mind
As you worship this wretched land, thinks he s found his home
and shave your head like monks of old
cracked open and very rank
Tripping over his own feet, his very smelly home
his very smelly home
Make us laugh, cracked open and very rank
a stinking sewage hole
and shave your head like monks of old
Dullard skipping down the street, they fill it with shovels and picks The, he falls into a hole
Lives right inside, feels the gassy brimstone pull, and shave your head like monks of old
Brings it little animals, just a mundane sewage tank
then repairmen come to fix
Lives right inside, his very smelly home
Until the pit is almost full, then sacrifice things to your hole, brings it little animals
his very smelly home
His yawning god is breathing shit, make us laugh
Tripping over his own feet, brings it little animals
Then repairmen come to fix, his yawning god is breathing shit, until the pit is almost full
and shave your head like monks of old
Brings it little animals, his god lives here, cretin thinks his god s awake
Cracked open and very rank, lives right inside Yawning, then sacrifice things to your hole
you silly man