Love Song 2003

I hate your mom I hate your dad To bring you into this world they must have been mad I’ll beat your brains and eat your face You belong in a dirty place I hate your arm and I kicked your dog I fed your gold fish to a hog I beat your lawn mower with a log I stole your mailbox in the fog I wrote about you in my blog I through your bike in a bog While I was on my Sunday jog! *this is my love song, I hate you, you suck! This… my love song to you, I hate you, you suck! I hate your shoes, I hate your cow So I destroyed it with your John Deere plow And then I lit the plow on fire Don’t you dare call me a liar Look in your yard and you will see I set all your pigeons free And don’t wait too long, they won’t come back I through them in your potato sack After I clogged your toilet with potatoes I threw the pigeons into a volcano I fed your beaver to a cat And gave your pie to a rat And killed your mouse on which I sat I through it in your dirty hat I kicked your wife cuz she was fat I beat your grandma with a bat And left some cow shit on your tatami mat * love song, this is the way to be on the east side, 2003 gonna take you down, beat you with a tree make you bleed till it satisfies me everyone thinks I’m a happy people until I spit on their hand and eat their apple and I turn their hair gray and their kangaroos purple and set fire to their nipple you’re a dirty vagina I hate you So hate me This is the love song 2003