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mower tied to bike trying to pick up speed

beer and teej on my couch

raje kaje and they're laughing with me

hits bottom up sweat and grunts from here

at the top, mow the lawn

job is done, rock up and chug beer

he runs on electric dynamite

yeah, his blood is electric dynamite

swagger on up hill yelling out his hate

pissed off at his hat

take a nap on a sewer grate

stopped again and screaming snarling at his grillz

teeth hurt now pissed

sunday liquor barn won't serve

and if his blood runs thin

just plug his lung in