Washington by Brad Neely Lyrics

[Intro: Both]
Aaaahhhh...

[Hook: Both]
Washington, Washington
Six-foot-eight, weighs a fucking ton
Opponents beware, opponents beware
He’s coming, he’s coming, he’s coming

[Verse 1: Cox + Combes]
Let me lay it on the line, he had two on the vine
I mean two sets of testicles, so divine
On a horse made of crystal, he patrolled the land
With his mason ring and schnauzer in his perfect hands
Here comes George, in control
Women dug his snuff and his gallant stroll
Ate opponents’ brains, and invented cocaine

[Refrain: Both]
He’s coming, he’s coming, he’s coming
[Hook: Both]
Washington, Washington
Six-foot-twenty, fucking killing for fun
Spread, spread Delaware
He’s coming, he’s coming, he’s coming

[Verse 2: Cox + Combes (or Both)]
Sue me if I go to fast
But the sons of his opponents wish that he was their dad
Got a wig for his wig, got a brain for his heart
(He’ll kick you apart! He’ll kick you apart!)

[Bridge: Both}
Ooh!
He’ll save children, but not the British children
He’ll save children, but not the British children
He’ll save children, but not the British children
He’ll save children, but not the British children

[Verse 3: Cox + Combes (or Both)]
He had a pocket full of horses, fucked the shit out of bears
Threw a knife into heaven, and could kill with a stare
He made love like an eagle falling out of the sky
Killed his sensei in a duel, (and he never said why)

[Hook: Both]
Washington, Washington
Twelve stories high, made of radiation
The present beware, the future beware
He’s coming, he’s coming, he’s coming
[Outro: Cox + Combes]
Did I mention his four nuts? Well, he also had four dicks
If you took off his boot, you could see the dicks growing off his feet
I heard that... Motherfucker had like... Thirty goddamn dicks
He once held an opponent’s wife’s hand in a jar of acid, at a party