Lyrics Blimey

At home we're bored
Just got off another shitty tour
Moat filled with flaming pus
Sleazy, he won’t talk to us
Fondle fish in way illegal
Coffin filled with dirty needles

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Blimey! Blimey!
What do you de when you feel like that?
Blimey! Blimey!

Bio-Mutant Sexy made
Heave it down the balustrade
Give it fish, tell it to run
We indulge in naughty fun
Sexy's flanks are torn and rent
Slimey's on the rag again

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That's right folks, here in the Hall Of Human Hatred
We’ve got some of your most inspired brethren, genocidal maniacs
Who carved their way through the history books straight into your hearts
We got Caligula, mad emperor of Rome
Whose purges consumed thousands on his blazing altar of syphilis
Or how about Giles Lavalle, medieval crusader of Gods will
Whose search for the elixir of life led to the ritual satanic killings of thousands of Parisian youth
Or Julius, religious despot, whose slaughter of the intelligentsia of Milan
Gave him the nickname of "The Warrior Pope"
That's right, some of the greatest mass murderers in your sad, yet vibrant history
Are here enshrined, impaled and pumped with agonizing life...

Tummies tingle, tongues a-mingle
Forced extraction of corn-choked shingle
Bristling amoeba hole matching cunt for every bowl
Madly failing porno cow, get me on the road right now!

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