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the sandy hook moms – a daft cunt like me lyrics

hey mate.. mate..
eh, can you help a b+gg+r out, yeh?
i’m down here, mate.. yeh
ah, i got curb stomped
by a pack of muzzies
yeah, they did a real number on me
look at this
they tried to cut off me willie
with a boxcutter, that’s right
it’s just hangin’ there by the vein, ah jeez
help a bloke out, yeah?
come on.. help me out mate
you see, these paki’s jumped me
and they tried to cut me d+ck off, alright?
they tried to behead me too
but me scabies freaked them out!
hahaha! yeah, they were trying to take
both heads off the ol’ coin t+ss+r ‘ere, eh chum?
ah, did you notice me rickets?
it’s good for the cricket, haha! get it?
oh, yer slow are ya? a daft c+nt like me
that’s good.. that’s good..
i’ll spot ya a pint later, down at the pub
but yeh.. b+tches love rickets
i got lots ‘o twisted head back in the day
you shoulda been there mate
but yeh.. those muzzies meant business, mate
they was p+ssed, yeh thats right
p+ssed cuz i showed ’em a sketch i made
of muhammad’s head on the body of a dog
and he was takin’ a sh+t on the quran
and sniffin’ at it, yeh?
haha! that’s right.. it was top notch
but those dirty b+st+rds got no humor in ’em
yeh, none at all..
f+ck.. i think me willie came off completely now
eh.. be a good lad
and put it in a baggy for me, will ya mate?
yeh, just put it in that empty bag of crisps
and i’ll get the doc to stitch it back on at the clinic
ah f+ck.. at least me b+lls are hangin’ in there
that’s the bright side, right?
yeh, i can still get me some action with only me b+lls
i don’t really give a sh+t, mate.. that’s how it is, yeh?
enough to get me some action right now if i wanted
you think i can’t pound gash at the drop a of hat, mate?
you takin’ the p+ss with me, yeh? f+ck off!
you panty sniffin’ c+nt hole!
eh mate.. look.. can you put me d+mn d+ck
in the chip bag like i told ya?
yeh, just do it..
i don’t wanna see some mangy cat runnin’ off with it
yeh, maybe i’ll keep it then..
keep it as a souvenir and wear it ’round me neck
that’d look good at the pub, eh?
those t+ss+rs would be gobsmacked over it
they’d jizz in their trousers all night
oh sh+t.. the ants are eatin’ me d+ck
i can’t even have that..
eh mate, pass me one of those boots, will ya?
right, good on ya.. flatten those little b+st+rds, eh?
haha! smash my c+ck and die, you little c+nts
that’s the last c+ck you’ll ever try to eat
you little f+ckin’ assh0l+s.. f+ck you.. oh yeh..
f+cking muzzie trash..
so this is what it comes down to
this is what it comes down to..
ah, it figures.. yeh, it figures..

- the sandy hook moms lyrics

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