Acid... Acid...
Sitting at home, bored with my friends,
Psychedelics, tripping again, putting acid, onto my tongue
Reality, will soon be gone, feeling weird, I look at my friends, their fucking faces, are Richard Simmons heads
Running towards the door, I’ve got to ditch the faggots
I turn around to find, I am stuck in a sea of maggots!
Next thing I know, I am in the mall,
Santa's lap, I feel his balls, I look at my hands,
To find a bat, I get to my feet, and smash in his sac
This must be a dream, brains in my tea, melting old bitch, Saggy tits, police surround me, with billy club sticks, Lets play some baseball, with saggy tits!!!

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