Teeth Of Lions Rule The Divine - New Pants And Shirt lyrics

Enter the 49 gates of uncleanliness, said she hoisting up her skirt I held my breath against her fetidness As I gazed upon a swinish flirt I worked like a mule down the pit For seven long days and seven lonely nights It makes one week exactly for those of you Who lack the sk**s to add things up right Born in this pig sty in my new pants and shirt But I leaped on the fence and I fell in the dirt Great Mr. Peanuts Andels said Battle brained animal with a teethless grin I fled rather than- let myself Be bathed in the unforgiveable sin I went straight home where I was met By my mother with a skirt up over her head Sometimes I wonder just why the Hell I ever bother to get out of bed Born in this pig sty- in my new pants and shirt But I leaped on the fence and I fell in the dirt