Mac Lethal - Irish funeral lyrics

Hell, my name is Mac Lethal and thank you for your purchase This album is best serve with a delicious gla** of Grand Crew or Wild Flemish for you top self drinkers out there Irish Good - bye begins now I'm back! Hey! I'm gonna punch the ceiling 'til it rains blood I'm yelling 'k** them all!', k**in' in the name of How many people here have ever heard of Ludicrous? How many people here have ever read Ulysses? See, I don't feel alive until my heart rate doubles to the hard ba** Crumbles every single wall I'm freshly single, y'all An unnamed actress gave me her cellphone number I never ever call And Kansas City in my king sized bed Hoping that the parasites don't eat my head I'm feeling so tortured, so sorted, post mortem My brain opens up and blossoms like a ghost story I used to be the cla** clown Now I feel like the goddamned professor at the circus