Eyeball

Four skulls in a square of bushes

Fireworks now and all were wed

They loved and walked and fed on garbage

Moved pool tables with bad backs

Since I hurt myself, I feel so much better

Suck my eyeball

Alcohol was pouring through the victims

As on the rocks they laid their breath

Alcohol was fed to the mummies

As they all were happily led to death

Take yourself a photo of my backside

Printed up on the front page

Not too sweet, not too strong

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