The Art of Self-Defense

A diminutive figure in a filthy loin cloth
Is en route to your house just to knock you off

A sad pygmy who takes small steps
Who weeps while he snuffs you
Who sits on your chest
The art of self-defense

He weeps while he snuffs you
He sits on your chest
To him you're no different from all the rest
A sad, sad, sad, sad, sad pygmy



Credits
Writer(s): Carey Mcneilly, David Sims, David Yow, Duane Denison, Carey F Mcneilly, David L Yow, David William Sims
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