Gonzo 9000 - Hedwig and Angry Simian PreOp Covergirl lyrics

Not even you b**h tit robert paulson appendages could affermate your agenda Better surrender while you can oedepus motherf** to change gender Carnival freak i'll peep your miserable little half rate sideshow spectacle Of the emcee most likely to be found feeding off the crust of meatloaf's testicles You couldn't concive a verbal mindf** if you were gangraped by the letters off public access Offspring, coughing marionette puppet b**h better talk less Better bark less as the darkness takes a heartless approach to disasterpiece Which implies my deepest desire to apply your vital organs to paint a masterpiece Hannibal the homicadal cannibalized facemelter Barbarra the brainchild of ba*tardized fate, tell ya What though corky, i allready spelled it out for the mongoloids But you got the attention span off an acid baby with with tv replacing toys Delusional intimidation, your on the road to 106th and mediocrity While i kerouac in stlyle guilt free from your clique hypocracy And all thats stopping me is the collectable socrates on my shoulder Smolderin little body parts, typical outcome, defcon soldier Call you hedwig and the angry simian pre-op cover girl For the next issue of silverback's, gorilla she male centerfold I told you didn't i, i came here to hurt to you Not so you crawl up on my sh** like f**in earnie and bert do Party monster romperstomper egoscarred display the chompers Recombinate the cardigans of kurt cobain and mr. rogers Slughterhouse the vonnegut , tweak the peak and bomb withit And maybe just one day you'll finally accept the blatant facts and just move on with it The only demographic in which you create any crowd movement are schizoid autistics Who only tremble in horror at the real time murder of your english linguistics You may think your the kningfish looselip truthslipper But the truth slips out you just a looseleaf produce picker You couldn't grasp a cadence , lobsterboy vs. broomstick And by the way the apron fit i guess its obvious who tools it Go play quiddictch little ditch diggin harry potter with man titties Or you could demote your self to secretary of wallow in self pity By the time the audiosonics infiltrate your slightly apeish brain You'll be manchurian, a canidate to a**ainate your self on stage Like a fat mexican gg allen with no talent your an abomination Insubordinate with a day dream of trans**ual ejaculation Call you hedwig and the angry simian pre-op cover girl For the next issue of silverback's, gorilla she male centerfold I told you didn't i, i came here to hurt to you Not so you crawl up on my sh** like f**in earnie and bert do Next time your uber macho stereotyped alpha male instinct insists that you use your mandibles Stop...and set the memory banks to the last face to face with this cannible I hope you realize that audio tape replays tastelessly for the professors amusement And he cites it as the inspiration for his thesis : the whack emcee and his lack of movement And while im sin city through circuitry i hold the mic and i'm sick with it But your just a hobby , an afterthought, so i'd hold onto your job and just stick with it Your a failed spirit box pilot, an idol too briiliant for the imcompetent Note the brilliance was the ignorance of mongoloid theory flaunting it Plutoniun reject eject, wasn't even invited to the villians connvention At a tea party with a hermathroditic star jones doppelganger who's eyeing your attention Abandoned clebord igor retarded extraterrestrial scooty puff junior model-worthless Burden of the state burrow verbals in your nervous waste of space reserved for your real purpose Jump on the good ship lolly popthug s**erb**h estogen etched paulson padded outlines Where project sids is fight club and i'm durden manifested , and your just mort goldman Think your street soldior overplayed radio obsessed frame of mind could even handle my diction Might wind up relivin marcellus wallace getting gangraped like in the end of pulp fiction Call you hedwig and the angry simian pre-op cover girl For the next issue of silverback's, gorilla she male centerfold I told you didn't i, i came here to hurt to you Not so you crawl up on my sh** like f**in earnie and bert do I'm bruce willis, blissfully sippin' illicit liquors I'ma finish off my drink, then let these rubes release itchy to squeeze triggers Your sewing circle cyphers s** the life out of seriously ill syllable segments But im the snake tongued centipede circling countless spiders to cause headtrips I took the aborted genius of an abnormally preconcieved fetus in the name of diseased vanity So i could boost my intellegence the few points i needed to cross the line into insanity B.J. and the Bear would be recommisioned for 60 epidisodes b4 you could ever shadowbox my lexicon Decepticon enhanced transform, you're second rate like van damme in the hexagon Been a follower of absurd verbal dialougue since the octagon sprouted those blue flowers Scanner problems are just a part of the haunting thoughts that have got to plaugue your brain for hours Bet i'm that f**in monster where the wild things are in your subcon Further down coil no escape another wasted day where has the sun gone Far from your harold and the purple crayon conceptions of reconstituted stomach bile you call intellegence Simpleton tom thumb under the table pick up your weekly constallation prize for irrelavence The next time you wanna call me out don't do it wearin an apron Paulson tits are the first step, pretty soon you'll be an abortion of made men