There's an onion in the breeze.... there's an onion in the breeze.
It beats up babies and removes people's knees.
Crouch in fear and dream about plastic.
Wildberry pop-tarts makes measures drastic
Alphabet's in a prison of 23 thousand penises and 42 dicks.
Smog is the prison guard and he is tired of Alphabet's shit.
The rest of you, who's ready for mooberry pie?
It was never put in the oven, so you better cry.
You better watch out, you better not cry, you better not pout I'm telling you why.
The Great Father shalt banish thee to the seventh circle of hell.
Forsooth!
Ponies will melt. Ponies will melt, so read that twice.
They will resolidify if you put them in a bag of rice.
Your tits are atrocious. Why do you breathe?
You're basically a pinecone without any leaves.
I'm bored now. This concludes my speech.
Throw apes into a river and then pour in bleach.
They'll turn blue and fly into the horizon.
Know who sucks cock? Alphabet and that glasses guy from verizon.
"can you hear me now?" Your home is foreclosed you're a corporate slave.
I will steal your assets and play monopoly on your grave.
Tomato soup.