Mustard man by Gnarkill Lyrics

Mustard, uh behold
Hahahahaha
The story that I'd rather not have told
Of a mustard mayhem

I'm bathing and I'm running in my sleep
From Mustard Man
He chases me into the last sunrise
And fucks me in his Mom's minivan

Mustard man Woo Woo, bow down
I must serve you
I am on the ground
Bowing to your mustard shit
Lick your ass at the end of it
I will march for you mustard man
I'll make you, bad

Woo Woo when I shit, when I try to run away
Mustard man whipped me with his mustard chain
And his mustard seeds pissed in my face
And I bleed
Mustard-Disease

You think it's hot, well try on these jeans
Made of wicker and they've got horse fleas
Mustard in my jeans

Whoa!

Mustard God I'm on my knees
Bowing for you, its hot
I feel pleasure, won't you please
Serve me twice tonight I'd eat
Woo Woo
Mustard seeds like I said up in my head
Jam them with some sugarcane
Pleasure so good and I feel not pain

Woo Woo mustard makes me cry
I hate it..... Suicide

I'd rather die, than eat mustard flies, in a bowl of shit-stains, snot and die
You don't know how it feels to have a girl break my heart
And rip it out, and tell me mustard
She'd rather fuck mustard, never!

Mustard God, don't take away from me
The pleasure of a young girl, who?
I'm gonna marry you
I've got a broken heart from a mustard girl
She rocks my world
And now I'm allergic and on my knees and deserted

Mustard downloads in my ROM, I need a piece of shit
All I can feel, my hand's in Mustard
Woo Woo, I don't need that, I like custard, um

Mustard
Marching for Mr. Mustard

Uh, uh, oh, oh god