Three ungrateful swine who drinks the wine Someone harvested in summertime Are off to sip the juice straight from the vine And to cut the fruit from the pie
But to conceal nothing’s naïve in kind Repaid in bundle and gutted blind And so the trap is set – the son of Seth Will slither into dull lullabies
Karma’s just another bitch Born and bred upon the illwill of some Malignant sign – like a star in the sky!
Baby Jee and the 3 stalkers in the night They came they saw they conquered all The shit the flies the mud and straw Goddamn the god who this infant spawned Now it’s high time to enslave them all
And since she got away scot free with all the crap With who in fact put the child ‘neath her skin and fat Not for fame nor famine they concocted plans They all did it for a laugh!
So sully the name whenever you will They all blamed the ass when the donkey was killed Now the fat of the land – The lard of god Is a bible belt bursting upon
A hell belly full of wrath Concocted aftermath Of a super silent God
Baby Jee and the 3 stalkers in the night Came, saw, conquered all The waste and flies and mud and straw And damned deed of the silent seeking servants of the spawn
It should’ve been the best plan no one ever had But in a land of sand where Arabs run mad This tale was all but a taste of what’s to come
With the slaughter as mortar Brick by brick to build the order A ghost from the past A son, a father and a cast The birth of a new age Born from rage
Fee, fi, foe, fum And by the pricking of my thumbs Something wicked on donkey back This was comes!
Beware the flying starchild for when in Rome The slaughter commenced in the manner known well To a child raised by an old vicious tome In a damp hole of a home So sully the name whenever you will Who can blame the ass who remains alive still And after all it should’ve been known It wasn’t even close to be real
Baby Jee and the 3 stalkers learned too well today That nothing’s in the way When a foe keeps twisting words you say Into prayers gone astrayTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.