1. |
The Kids Are Pissed
01:52
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The kids are pissed
And I say fuck it
The spoiled brats
Can go and suck it
Hon the kids are pissed
And I don't give a fuck
Go get a job
You lazy bums
You little shits
Are wrecking all my fun
From the moment
That we copulated
We never should
have procreated
Hon the kids are pissed
And so I've stated
I don't give a fuck no no no
The kids are pissed
And I don't give a shit
So snapchat my balls
You can tweet my dick
Hon the kids are pissed
And I don't give a fuck
Go get a job
You lazy bums
You little shits
Are wrecking all my fun
I can move us to
A third world country
Where labor laws
Are really funny
The kids will work
And I can get a monkey
I don't give a fuck no no no
I don't give a fuck no no no
I don't give a fuck no no no
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2. |
Bareback Mountain
03:26
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Hey little lady
I got you in my sights tonight tonight
Go with me
and stain some sheets alright alright
I'm the practitioner
I'll be lickin her
Back stage pass
Reverse diddler
Hey little lady
I will love you up all night all night
Who cares, go bare
Nothing but me in you
Let this cocksmith
Put a kid in you
Come get a STD
On Bareback Mountain
Sharing some HPV on
Bareback, Bareback
Taking you all the way
I'll nail you any day
Putting the D to the P
On Bareback Mountain
Allow me to introduce
You to my bed, my bed
Much better than
Hairpiece on your head your head
Upper class fuckery
Burning when I pee
All access
To fornicate you anally
Hey little lady
You're welcome in my bed my bed
Knock knocking, knocking you up
Knock knocking, knocking you up
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3. |
Greybush
02:44
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I don't care
I've changed my philosophy
Over time
I learned a thing or two
Now I'm okay
With some maturity
Bang old broads
Is what I like to do
Greybush
I like it older
Greybush
Fucking the elderly
Greybush
We will cruise the seven seas
Greybush
Sail away with me
I don't mind
If your menopausal
I'll tap your ass
And Social security
Ride me hard
You geriatric slut
Come on baby
Take out your teeth for me
We'll do the early bird
And be home to watch the news
You can step into your orthopedic shoes
And I will spend the night
In your bingo arms (in your arms)
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4. |
Tough Titty
03:09
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Oh my god, you're such a puss
Shut your mouth, you fucking wuss
Too fucking bad, I'm incorrect
Oh well, I'm a son of a bitch
Asshole you gotta deal with it
I'm sexting your mom fully erect
I don't give a rat's ass
I don't give a flying fuck
Rock and roll ain't gluten free
Tough fucking
Tough fucking shit 2X
Tough fucking
Tough fucking
Tough titty you're out of luck and
I say to you
Tough fucking shit
FU you PC fuck
Douche bag, I hate to say you suck
So fucking what if I offended you
Pull up your pants and get a belt
Motherfucker, go fuck yourself
I pissed you off and I intended to
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5. |
Brad's Floppy Tits
03:24
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What the fuck cuz
So what if it's a beautiful day
You're a big boobed brother
Like bigger than my mother
Have some motherfucking dignity
What the fuck cuz
I heard you were a muscular man
But now you're looking meaty
Like type II diabetes
Fuck you and your mammary glands
There's something
That you should know
Keep your shirt on
Asshole
Please, please, please
No one wants to see
Sick to my fucking gut
Cum on, cum on, cum on
Brad's floppy
Please, please, please
Yeah no one wants to see
Sick to my fucking gut
Look out, look out, look out
Brad's floppy tits
What the fuck cuz
Could someone tell Brad he's a fatty
Years of super sizing
It shouldn't be surprising
That George is getting rather unhappy
What the fuck cuz
Don't flaunt your fucking flab at me
Tell that fucking slut
He ain't getting in my butt
Until rear admiral wrestling
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6. |
Stabbing Spree
02:22
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Last night my wife went
On a stabbing spree
You can't
Murder your problems away
Ok?
When you run around
Gashing and impaling
Hey baby
That's no way to behave
Ok?
Stabbing spree
Stabbing spree
Stabbing spree
Give the knife to me 3x
Keep my wife away
From pointy objects
Baby I Took
The scissors away
Ok?
You make me feel like
I am kinda getting nervous
Baby I'm scared of
You're murderous rage
Ok?
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Cümplete Bastürds Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania
Cümplete Bastürds are a punk rock band hailing from Pittsburgh, PA. CÜMTÜRD (Cümplete Bastürds for long) are comprised of five vile degenerates who's only goal in life is to entertain and offend. With such instant classics such as "Party Party Rock-n-Roll", "You're a Cunt(and I hope you die)" & "Jihadi Bride", CÜMTÜRD is not for the weak of heart! CÜMTÜRD are SUPER INTO Old Chics! ... more
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