Cheap Beer and $2 Thongs
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You know that look You've seen it before Edging closer Evermore Coldly calculated He's coming your way He is the Predator You are the prey Don't try to run Don't try to fight it It's too late for you Here comes the Durry Pirate Fuck! This one is the first of many, it will never end Maybe you should kindly fuck off, my fair weather friend No, fuck off Durry Pirate
Submitted by NecroLord — Jun 24, 2026
I like beer Beer likes me This craft beer's not meant for me What's cheap? The recession has hit The pay days have stopped The cheapest block option is what I adopt It's cold wet and yellow And it still gets you pissed The distinct taste of urine That I can't resist What's cheap?
Submitted by NecroLord — Jun 24, 2026
Eliminate, eliminate Eeeee... Elimination Eliminate the right
Submitted by NecroLord — Jun 24, 2026
I hate it when he gets this way Dad's drunk It happens every other day Dad’s drunk Again And he's fighting all my friends Bad divorce took it's toll Dad’s drunk Now he's lost all control Dad's drunk Once more He's rolling on the floor Come on Dad, it's time for bed Fuck off, Dad!
Submitted by NecroLord — Jun 24, 2026
Sun's coming up and there's nothing to do So get the fuck up and let's get drunk We must return to the night before Only way to do that: day time drunk Three sheets to the wind $20 Vodka for the win Château la Cardboard 4 liters is our drunken reward Let's get drunk Daytime drunk
Submitted by NecroLord — Jun 24, 2026
Out in his shed He has his fun AM radio Smith goes for his ton Out in his shed He will unwind He'll sort out the kids But first he must grind Grindcore Dad You're so rad His blast beats are quick His D beats are sick Beatdowns so heavy They'll beatdown your dick He'll drink all the beers And smoke all the bong Play single kick blasts In his $2 thongs Hey Dad You're so cool Hey Dad Play that grind Hey Dad You fucking rule Out in his shed He has his fun AM radio Smith goes for his ton Out in his shed He will unwind He'll sort out the kids But first he must Drink all the beers And smokes all the bongs Play single kick blasts In his $2 thongs
Submitted by NecroLord — Jun 24, 2026
Snow peas, snow peas Eat your fucking snow peas Look out
Submitted by NecroLord — Jun 24, 2026
Mi Goreng every meal Threat of scurvy very real I'm tired of living in constant fear So pass that lemon over here Beyond repair A diet of despair Life’s pretty tough when I can't even poo I need to start eating a veggie or two Yet still I maintain this unhealthy neglect Eating this shit that my body rejects Reflux Scurvy Rickets Death Beyond repair A diet of despair Forever trapped inside this culinary nightmare
Submitted by NecroLord — Jun 24, 2026
Dissolve me In your mind No escape You will find It's too late now No turning back Never ending anxiety attack
Submitted by NecroLord — Jun 24, 2026