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MC FUCKING CUNT lyrics : "Fat Boy"

fat boy cried because he was too fat / the reason were all the burgers he ate / fat boy cried because he couldn't get laid / fat boy was filled with anger and hate / alone and chewing on a cattle bone he took a walk in the woods / he was astounded by mother natures goods / thinking about his hard life as a fat piece of scum he jerked off and ejaculated on a sleeping bum / he went back home to get his gun, grabbed some ammunition and kissed his mum / he said "be well dear lady there's things that i have to do" / the rain is wet and the cow makes mooh / he thought "there won't be a single person i will miss" / and he thought of all the girls he wasn't allowed to kiss / and of all the chances that didn't cross his way / yeah he said, this is judgment day / he was struggling pressing his fat finger through the $#&@ing trigger / and when he did it he started to linger / he felt sleepy but he didn't have the time to sleep / he wanted to take revenge, wanted his foes to weep / combed back hair, down the stairs, out the door, spread your wings and soar / shot down the man that was sitting on the bench / gunning down a granny who looked like Judi Dench / he even killed some children, no mercy and no regret / he said "you hate me because im fat" / there was a girl, her name was Jacquelyn Smitts / he shot her in the $#&@ing titts / blood and fat were squirting out of her breasts / fat boy yelled "for you there'll be no more wet t-shirt contests" / the body count was nearly seven / they went to hell and not to heaven / coincidentally they were all sinners and not saints / before they died they fainted / fat boy said "go to hell where you'll become a pile of ash" / he shot a man in the face and it looked like hash / 97 victims later the work was done / for fat boy it was big fun / he pointed his pistol to his crazy skull / all of this took place in the town of Hull /

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