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That I cut off a piece of the baby Jesus
To offend my friends

Breathe deep 'til you're drunk with glee
Breathe deep 'til you're drunk with glee

'Cause they're not
They're not buried anymore

What do I bring to the table when all we eat is desperate?
Can you erase it with a magnet?

And every rock that hits my back
And every time that I get sick

The flask is an alcoholic's paintbrush
The flask is an alcoholic's toothbrush

And people are people, regardless of creed
People are people regardless of gender

People are hateful, and people are rude
But God I love some people sometimes

Oh when the saints, oh when the saints
Oh when the saints go marching in

And smoking makes you rule
So just light up a smoke and you'll never go broke

And they'll tell you who to know
And they will tell you when to stop

'Cause his heart's filled with vengeance
And his soul's filled with hellfire

So that our hearts don't burn to the ground
Down, down, just like Randy's house

Look out!
And how can you put that straw up your nose

No more discrimination
No more fat dumb fucks keeping people out of our nation

And run over by herd of angry buffalo

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