Lirieke:
Tilt Collect Em All

other toys, modeled and painted and fiercely employed = with lording over all the plastic action figurines, collect 'em all, and = melt 'em down with

Dirt yard chain link, mean dog full sink, TV stuck on loud, tank top = shit kick, big lug dimwit, by the quarter pound. Acne mustache hard up = heat stench

your nose, loathing all that you can't fathom, cuckhold = by your pride, endorsing a madman's marketed worldwide. Rested on your = sculpted shoulders all

Liquor store, liquor store one on every corner, checks cashed any time = NO I.D. Liquor store, liquor store, malt liquor cigarettes lottery. The = car

Shaken baby sucking on the festive decoration, turning patriotic colors = to a purple stain, dribbling down his belly he's the hope of = generations,

weren't a punk infact I think you'd make a better = cop! They could use you, you've got no remorse, they could use you on = the police force! You'd be cute all

, frozen and = solid as rock, my hands numb with the shock! I am prepared for the dirty = work, I've groveled for years in the bloody dirt, I have all

increased yield. Sterile heaven 'cause you're #1, = equipped with ample insulation. Under surveilance invaders are detected, = external apparatus incarcerates them all

No enemy in sight We are strong and confident Our training is complete We set up camp And cleaned our guns And sang away the night And yours by far the lovliest Of all