Full Blown Aids
Stephen Lynch
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2004-12-21 08:36:59 |
Down to my target weight
sarcoma popped out all over my face
i lost three teeth and all of my friends
looks like this time i�m nearing the end
full blown aids
no need to lie no reason to fib
when you�re flat on your back counting all of your ribs
i went to give blood they just showed me the door
i stood up to leave then i fell on the floor
full blown aids
everybody now!
damn that whore
damn that whore
i said damn that whore
aw yeah
damn that whore
let�s break it down now
my genitals can do a little spoken word
a little poetry
cause i know you guys can appreciate some good poetry, right?
well the fba has set in and he�s left feeling a little low
here you go, mike
well, now i�ve got aids
i don�t feel so good
so i�m gonna go out and share it
with my neighborhood
bartender, waitress, here�s your tip
that ain�t acne above my lip
oh, ya have to leave?
ah, that�s ok
i�ve got time to kill
maybe two or three days
i�m sitting alone humming this song
i start to think about everyone who done me wrong
who�s done ya wrong?
my fifth grade teacher
yeah?
mr. beck
your gonna find a hypodermic
in your neck
patrons of my restaurant
what about um?
your tit�s blue
yeah?
yeah
well that ain�t half and half in your stew
and wendy
you remember me
wendy?
she stood me up for prom
but i won�t infect her
you won�t infect her?
i�m gonna infect her mom
her mom?!
it�s full blown aids
damn that whore
ya little mother fucking whore
ya little mother fucking whore
yeah
fba
its full blown aids
that�s right, baby

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