Balls to Burn

We're rubber balls in a bag raining down on you
You're going down down down
Suffer in silence as we pummel your crew
You're getting buried in balls balls balls

What are you - Are you through?
Sing to the heavens - Scream to the gods
Balls to burn - balls to burn
You got a big bag of things to learn
We've got balls to burn

Dodge ball killers with things to prove
Run and scream through the nigh-yi-yight
Your ass is grass and it's full of BALLS
That you're going down down on

Balls to your face - balls to your ear
Balls to your groin - balls to the rear
Balls dripping out of your ears
Coming for your throat
You're going down down down

Balls to your ass and balls to your kin
Balls to your guts and that's just to begin
The team of losers you picked
Brings a ball-filled grave
Now gym class will be your tomb
And the balls don't leave no room... to breathe

Bags of balls - balls of DOOM
Storm of pink balls we're aiming at you
Hundreds of balls in your face
Pink pink balls covered in discrace - YEAH!

Balls to your face - balls to your ear
Balls to your groin - balls to the rear
Balls dripping out of your ears
Coming for your throat
You're going down down down
Down down down down down



Credits
Writer(s): L. Leach
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