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ruff majik - born to be bile lyrics

two toad stools and a bag of soot
rabbits feet and a mandrake root
made from grime, sludge and slime
none so vile, born to be bile

best foot forward, two steps back
one on the grave, one on the crack
water brash out like a flash

best foot forward, two steps back
one on the grave, one on the crack
water brash out like a flash
scum of the earth, burning trash

[vincent houde]
can you rise?
from that ol’ grave you dug. climb out
never looking back
i see you grasping for hope
always creeping
never leaving

two toad stools and a bag of soot
rabbits feet and a mandrake root
made from grime, sludge and slime
none so vile, born to be bile
[vincent houde]
malevolent demon
you’ve done nothing
garbage eardrums don’t hear no fun
old child, be real
ruff stab don’t heal
don’t heal…
you, old child, be real
old child, be real
scum f+ck demon
your backup’s gone
garbage eardrums don’t hear no fun
old child, be real
ruff stab don’t heal
we won’t heal…

[sample: paul harvey]
if i were the devil
if i were the devil … if i were the prince of darkness, i’d want to engulf the whole world in darkness. and i’d have a third of its real estate, and four+fifths of its population, but i wouldn’t be happy until i had seized the ripest apple on the tree — thee. so i’d set about however necessary to take over the united states. i’d subvert the churches first — i’d begin with a campaign of whispers. with the wisdom of a serpent, i would whisper to you as i whispered to eve: ‘do as you please.’

to the young, i would whisper that ‘the bible is a myth.’ i would convince them that man created god instead of the other way around. i would confide that what’s bad is good, and what’s good is ‘square.’ and the old, i would teach to pray, after me, ‘our father, which art in washington…’

and then i’d get organized. i’d educate authors in how to make lurid literature exciting, so that anything else would appear dull and uninteresting. i’d threaten tv with dirtier movies and vice versa. i’d pedal narcotics to whom i could. i’d sell alcohol to ladies and gentlemen of distinction. i’d tranquilize the rest with pills

if i were the devil i’d soon have families that war with themselves, churches at war with themselves, and nations at war with themselves

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