A pig sweat-dripping Scratching his balls a male Since day one the lowest self-esteem, bound to fail
Not a single word Small talk is done with a fist Suicidal Heirloom shotguns and opened wrists
Talks like a stroke in slow motion Feeling fine, not a day over dead Drop-dead-ugly, fucked up abortion Shits while eats, same inside head
This is what northern men are made of This how northern men are made
Hey honey, don't care what's your name is Just one thing I crave, take off that dress, I'm your man Hey honey, flowers belong on graves I'll drag you down in the shades of shame Nevertheless I'm your man
Yes I am!
A true self-loather Head stuck tight in the noose When given bottle sings his rueful blues through the booze
And them women Anything goes of course A masturbator Yet a long-time fan of intercourse
Agora-xeno-homophobic An ignorant redneck to the bone Home is where the vacant sty is With balls erected the seeds are sown
This is what northern men are made of This how northern men are made
Hey honey, don't care what's your name is Just one thing I crave, take off that dress, I'm your man Hey honey, flowers belong on graves I'll drag you down in the shades of shame Nevertheless I'm your man
Yes I am!
Hey honey, don't care what's your name is Just one thing I crave, take off that dress, I'm your man Hey honey, flowers belong on graves I'll drag you down in the shades of shame Nevertheless I'm your man
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