You're looking so f**ing happy I'm disgusted of your smile The anger rises up in me The ravishment of devastation obsesses me Bond on a chair with straddled f**ing legs The chopped off in our sewed up mouth Tearstained eyes beg for sudden d**h I like the look of agony in your face Days go by the room is filled with your rotting stench Your face looks (like a putrid potato) My gorge rises (I spew it into your face) Putrid potato with a dip on it Let me try a little ah what a great taste A little salty in the end I know what it needs just a little sugar Now let me try again ah you're better I think now you are finished Now I need an oven I don't like cold flesh Got to bake a dirty crippled motherf**er to enjoy the full flavor Of your putrid f**ed up happy dip potato face Now you taste like fish and smell like the rotten abscess of a putrid cow Disgorging your flesh brings your smile on my face Now I've got the reign over your inner self I've got a weakness for putrid Baked happy dip potato faces