Old MacDonald had a farm
E-I-E-I-Oh my God
Thou shalt not take any more sh**
And I'll split my sister in her motherf**ing lip
I'll grab her by the hair
And swing her in the air
Twist my, twist my, twist my sister
Twist my, twist my, twist my sister
Twist my, twist my, twist my sister
Twist my, twist my, twist my sister
Jimmy crack corn and I don't give a f**
I'll take a butcher knife and
And ram it in her f**ing gut
I'll do a chicken dance over her dead body
This is gonna hurt you more than me
I'll grab her by the hair
And swing her in the air
Twist my, twist my, twist my sister
Twist my, twist my, twist my sister
Twist my, twist my, twist my sister
Twist my, twist my, twist my sister