Milk of the Beast

Now presenting our Old Man Dad, Submarine Man!

Milk of the Beast
Milk of the Beast
Milk of the Beast
Milk of the Beast
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Milk of the Beast
Hoo
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Milk of the Beast
Milk of the Beast
Milk of the Beast
You cannot compete
Milk of the Beast
Milk of the Beast
Milk of the Beast
Footye a beast
I'm not obese
I am a beast
Beast for the feet
Stockings are deed
Stockings are dead
Put them in bed
Stockings are dead
Cut off their head
Footye North, Footye North
At the top
Submarine Man, only one on top
Old Man Dad taught me everything I know
Without him, I would be cold in the snow
Footye North, I am a beast
Stockings will run away in fear from my feet
Licking on my feet, smelling on my toes
Submarine Man is the goat
I am Footye North
Rari is my middle name, named after foot
Footye North, Milk of the Beast
I will never rest 'til the stockings go to sleep



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Writer(s): Water Handblast
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