Tongue in my anal cave

Churning through the bestial muck
A cosmic forklift rules my throbbing asshole
The all-eye says you are the right slave
To be my anal knave, tongue in my anal cave

Boy, you're just a war-toy
You're my little anal butter boy
Oh, I'm so filled with joy
Oh, I'm so filled with joy
Now I know glee

Ten million hosebags every day
They die for me to have my way
Surely it is their deaths they seek
To brave my toxic anal reek

Yes, I'm so glad he is among us
I'm so glad he is a fungus
I'm so glad he is among us
Filled condoms

My nipples explode

You're just a war toy
You're my little anal butter boy
Oh, I'm so filled with joy
Oh, I'm so filled with joy
Now I know glee, G-L-E-E

Let's all go drink and kill and fart, uh-huh
Now sure it's fun, but is it art? Toughy!
The all-eye sees the butt disease
Humanity is on their knees with little boys

And little war toys
And lots of little pretty butter boys
Oh, I'm so filled with joy
Oh, I'm so filled with joy
Now I know glee

War toy!
War toy!
War toy!
Oh, oh oh