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Fuck The Cake
01:44
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Fuck the cake. suck off the cake.
Light up the candles and fuck that cake.
Fuck the cake. suck the cake.
It's your day, don't delay, just fuck that cake.
This is my birthday cake.
You can't fuck it and eat it too.
I'm so confused, What should I do?
I would fuck it if I were you.
So many friends, so many gifts.
All here for me, all here for me.
So many guys, so many dicks.
All here for me, under one roof.
You can fuck the cake or you can eat the cake
Every cock you take.
Every cake you bake.
Every dick you shake.
I'll be watching you.
You better fuck that cake before it's too late.
Let's get this done.
Today's the day you were born.
Got some shit you don't need.
Sprinkles on my dick, icing on my balls.
Feeling so alive, whipped cream goodie bags for all.
Don't mind the mess.
I know all the Olsen twins.
So make every day your birthday and just fuck that cake.
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Penis. Penis. Penis. Penises.
Fee Fi, Spend my winters as a mime.
Fo Fuck; I don't make a fucking dime.
Selling fucking tickets all my life.
and now they're looking for me...
They can take my money and my pie until I die.
I leave my music behind.
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Why'd you leave the horses in the stable?
Why you masturbate to basic cable?
Where'd you get that mother fucking bagel?
Why'd you have to go and show me anal?
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Can't Feel My Legs
01:50
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Come with me to see my dick it's dancing in the reeds.
I lost my legs mowing the lawn, I see them in my dreams.
I'm wheeling around, I'm dragging my balls
and I can't rake the leaves.
Ass is out, hospital gown, I'm pissing where I please.
I can't feel my legs.
I'm lieutenant dan.
My leg style determines my dick style.
I can't get through the turnstile.
My dicks hard, I'm not a child.
Throw me in the river, I can float for miles.
My stump style determines my ball style.
My ballsack drags on the tile.
My sea legs; I'm in denial.
I'm living off the tit and I'm sucking it dry.
Bitches love my stumps.
Still lieutenant dan.
Run forest run you're a fucking gump.
Run forest run Jennay thinks you’re dumb.
Bubba fucking gump, your shrimps are fucking done.
Run forest run you're ping pong's number one.
Run dick dick dick dick dick cock.
Run run Forest run.
You're a fucking gump. You are.
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Pasini's famous corn pudding That is actually just bread.
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Skin Slappin' Hams
04:02
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When the grill is nice and hot throw a dick on it.
Should I swipe or use the chip? Throw a dick on it.
When ya boy gives you lip throw a dick on it, Throw a dick on it, throw a dick on it.
Oh yeah, welcome to flavor town.
On this episode of triple D, Dicks, Dongs & Dynamite baby.
I brought my cock to a silent film, I got kicked out.
I brought my penis to a BAR-B-QUE, got sauerkraut.
This is my dick on drugs and I'm ready to rock and roll.
I named my penis Doug and he's ready to fucking blow.
"Hey babe, today is the day, Finally someone let me out of my cage.
I fucked bill nye the science guy. Climate change is real you can't deny."
Bury your fucking dick. Two dicks are better than one.
Bury your fucking dick inside my butthole.
Ripping my dougie out of the grave. Throw that dick down on the grill.
Keep the paint up and the rubber down. The boys are back in town. Ladies.
Who can say where the road goes, where the day flows, only time.
And who can say if your dick grows, into a hard chode, only time.
Tiny little dicks on the road.
Where have you been? How have you been?
Come back to me, come back to me.
Raise your first, raise your dicks!
Dick factory, Dick factory.
George Marinos, Al Pacino's.
Dan Marino, Joe Rubino.
Thank you mama, thank you papa!
Assless chaps, assless chaps!
North Dakota, South Dakota.
Premadonna, fuck ya mother!
Love you mami, love you papi!
West Virginia, Martha's vineyard.
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