It Tolls For Thee (Pigbreath)

I like to get down on my anus
And ask God to enlarge my penis
I sing the praise of this song to you
‘Cause I want to have one that’s as big as you

I don’t care, I’m a mindless fuck
Give me a tube and I’m ready to suck
The big right wing, the big right wrist
Just getting sore from rubbing my thing
I’m waiting
I’m waiting
Just waiting
Waiting…

Republican like a South African
Cut me open and see my hate
‘Cause on your knees, I hear you say “please”
And on your neck, it’s just squeeze, squeeze, squeeze
I got my job, car, and money to burn
My hands are clean when I cut off your balls
I got a muscle in the back of my neck
Rub my little muscle in the back of my neck
God, I feel healthy, I feel fine
That sweet little conillon’s mine, mine, mine
Gang rape, no escape
Then put you down and bait, bait, bait
Waiting…
Are you waiting?

I’m Pigbreath
I’m Pigbreath
I’m Pigbreath
I’m Pigbreath

I don’t care, I’m a mindless fuck
Give me some money and I’m ready to suck
I got my big right wing, the big right wrist
It’s getting sore from rubbing my thing
I’m waiting
I’m waiting
I’m waiting
I’m waiting

I’m waiting
I’m waiting
I’m waiting
I’m waiting