What more to do Bar.

What more to do/

Force a whore to absorb the floor through her shoe/

Forty four more por favors for the crew/

Endorsed in snorts through a tube/

Stuck in the mind, caution the glue/

They at the 2 dollar shop to portion a new/

Way to orbit the spew/

Bought more just to stick the recorder to loop/

They saying to border the hue/

So I guess it was sort of a fued/

I was just waiting to order the food/

So i'm gonna corner with who?/

A Disney looking Warner dispute/

Or a flimsy sook bringing warmer his poop/

Listen, you missing the mission with former recruits/

I'm gifting a giving of wisdom where ordinance suits/

Listing the living coordinates, troop/

Assisting a pristine quarters to booth/

All of the truth, reported in order to co form the fall of this brutes/

Conformity groups/ that want your money swooped/

Cons normally use sorcery to have you awfully duked/

with a punch to the lungs as one has unncomfortably puked/

So, Whose keeping score to prove the source bullet proof/

Can you shift shape as the course is moved/

Into a horses hoof, pause silly noob/

What ya saw will be news/

Mortal abuse/ corpses thrown in the portals amused/

You don't know what to do except to accept cordially ruse/

Tricked into having your tongue warped in a noose/

As I walk in the door I begin to see you're in the nude/

So I have to cordon the zoo/

Circumstances hurt his chances for dinner qued/

Foreigner fore runner sought mana through/

Having to soar hunger, rumbled the pure thunder storm,

With his lumber tore it in two/ but boredom ensues/

And I'm more in the mood for porridge than soup/

Yes, I'm headed in the organ pursuit/

Robbing your morgue in a suit/

Police see me, scratching my balls, "He's to awkward to shoot"/

So they resorted to organize their equipment re-sorted, astute/

That's when I reached forth with elite forces in deep waters, refute/

Before this detour sees orange installed in a boot/

When the blood stains from scrubbed brains I've just drained,

Fom Morgan are new/

Now it's off to off the pricks belongings off a cliff

driving the Ford in her Gooch/