Mozzarella Swastikas

Adam Green

Compositor: Adam Green

In a land made of string
Where the hills are balls of twine
And the doctor knits the sun
Down in a baseball diamond mine

And the mozzarella sweaters
Get sewn to the tits
Where the lump behind the sheet
Is where the tumor took a shit

And I'll be getting head
Under the rainbow
And I'll be getting head
Under the rainbow
And I'll be getting head
Under the raaa-inbo-oh-w

Well we came upon a cracker
And we all came on this cracker
And the last one had to eat it
And she did

But she threw it up like a whooer
And the sunshine stabbed right through her
Like a whooer on a skewer
In the wind

And I'll be getting head
Under the rainbow
And I'll be getting head
Under the rainbow
And I'll be getting head
Under the raaa-inbo-oh-w
Now the king was reading comics
When he stepped into some vomit
And he screamed like forty wolves
Being burned alive

And I rode my dolpin adam
And he fed my dolphin stars
He fed my dolphin stars
Like you'd put gasoline in cars

Papa was smart
But mama said i wasn't
Now i've got a million dollars
But who doesn't?

Gonna go to the graveyard
To get some beggin' done
Gonna dig up megan
And cut out my son