Mate Spawn & Die Lyrics - Singles - Lard

Hair by mail 

Tit jobs for teens 

Go broke appearing rich 

Searching for rosebud in the fire 

Pop stars fingers in the fans 

The therapist you wish you had 

Crucifix or lubricant 

Government by fad! 

Mate! Spawn! & Die! 

Mate! Spawn! & Die! 

My my my my... 

Are those salmon upstream turning red 

From shear embarassment 

Came all this way up all them ladders 

Without checking a map 

May the farce be with you 

In one corner of the ring 

That cherished myth 

Falling in love magically solves 

Every problem you've ever had 

In the other corner 

Spoon size shredded dreams 

The Gods must be lazy 

The movie goers must be crazy 

Mate! Spawn! & Die! 

Mate! Spawn! & Die! 

My my my my... 

Wrong worm, hooked again 

Mounted on the wall in my own den 

I'll talk alone to a firefly 

Dial 1-900-Suk-Me-Dry 

You can't throw me to the lions 

I'm Charlton Heston! 

You can't throw me to the lions 

I'm Charlton Heston! 

Mate! Spawn! & Die! 

Mate! Spawn! & Die! 

Yippe Ti-Yi-Yi-Yo 

Ho-Ho-Ho-Ho 

What do you really want for Christmas, children? 

"...Mmmmm... 

Nice place ya got here, darlin' 

Sure wish the hot water worked 

Gotta rinse my jizz off before mornin' 

Or I'll itch for a week - " 

Rarp! 

Damn! that water's cold 

Agh! 

Eeee! 

Steven Tyler 

Of all people once said 

"If men bled 

Would tampons be free?" 

Omi'god, I gotta get goin' 

"Now?" 

I forgot to feed the cat 

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