gyrating bhtch
Session:
Me and My Circular Saw |
Turbinado |
Raped by a Donkey |
Bhtch Digger |
Dogfuckerpeanutsandwich |
I Lost My Pan |
How Santa Got Fucked by Global Warming |
Ronnie Milsap |
Donut Ranch |
All Hail Hairbo |
Suddenly, and Without Warning |
Suddenly, and Without Warning (Part Two) |
Captain Flywheel Stageplay |
Merry Christmas, Bhtch |
Unstoppable Hose Truck |
OK Our friend in Saratoga Where trout leap in the street Says The Donut Ranch Is simply THE place to eat. They raise and butcher donuts just like MEAT! Rope 'em, ride 'em Dunk 'em, bite 'em Herd those crazy donuts 'til it's time to eat At the donut ranch down on East Bridge Street The head donut wrangler May be grizzled and old, But he can still raise donuts, Keeps them well in the fold. The thought of free-range donuts, well it leaves me just COLD! Now you might think that donuts Would be easy to raise - Just put 'em out to pasture, guy, And let them all graze! But they can wander off; they'll disappear, man, for DAYS! So off goes the donut wrangler Only Leon can find them. The donuts know McFadden, Can be trusted to mind him. Actually, our man Leon was the one who designed 'em. He brings us back those donuts Brings 'em kickin' and screamin' To the donut slaughterhouse Fresh-killed donut's good eatin'! They're just the thing to serve at your next conference or meetin'! So when you're there in Togie, On your way to the office, Spare time for Donut Ranchin', Have some donuts and coffee! You know, there aren't a lot of words that rhyme well with 'coffee.' |
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song length: 00:05:56
song rating: 8.17