Fuck Burgers

There are some Burgerlings left
Rolling in their trash
Fucking dead pigs
They take what they can Get
Their records still litter the Streets
Like they used to litter Playlists
But I won't take this
When I see that look on a Man
That little greasy burger Grin
I run him down with my Van
After all I'm here
To clean this land

One day I hope to put Some heads on steaks
And the rest
Will taste fucking great
Spawn and gee
They get the guillotine
They get
The guillotine

You'll have to forgive me For these violent outbursts
They aren't typically Rehearsed
Where I come from blood Quenches thirst
So I have say
I'm prepared for the worst
There's still some of those God damn burgerlings Running around
I'm just gonna have to burn It all down
I'll just have to burn it all Down
Burn it all down
Burn it all down

One day I hope to put Some heads on steaks
And the rest
Will taste fucking great
Spawn and gee
They get the guillotine



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Writer(s): Cody Kirkpatrick
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