Waiters

Fill my sandwich my sandwich my sandwich with snot

With bogeys and mucus and whatever you’ve got

Piss on my pork pie piss on my veg

Cum over my croutons and shoot sperm on my eggs

Into my soup your pimples please squeeze

Wipe your arse wipe your arse on my cheese

Into my broth your blood please

If you’ve got if you’ve got a disease

The waiter

He’s a masturbator

The waiter

He’s a masturbator

Well dunk your dick in my toad-in-the-hole

I think you’re a bastard without a soul

Dunk your dick in my donut

I think you’re a maniac and a nut

The waiter

He’s a masturbator

The waiter

He’s a masturbator

If you had seen how he creamed

How he creamed my potatoes

Well he must be

He must be a masturbator

But worst of all he’s been sick in my soup

And into my vol-au-vents he has pooped