Poopcorn is the greatest band in the history of bands with both Poop and Corn in their name.
Poopcorn is made up of The Retarded Butcher.... and no one else. He plays everything, including himself. Founded in 1972 at a BeeGees concert, TRB wanted to change the music industry once and for all. He isn't succeeding, but his songs rule. You love him.
Lyrics
Baby, Raper.
I sure love, to rape.
Baby, Raper.
Got no time, for dates.
Yea some people, look at me When i'm
In that baby, room.
They think i'm, killer and
I will bring, them doom.
But I just say, I'm a daddy and
I don't mean any, harm.
Can you help me, out Kind sir and
pull that fire, alarm. Now I
Ruuuun, Awaaay.
Yea Straight out the, doors.
I just took, another baby And
this one might be, yours.
...'Cause i'm a...
Baby, Raper.
Got no time, for dates.
Baby, Raper.
I sure love, to rape.
People ask me, what I do with
all the babies, that I steal
Does it get, crowded in your
house...
Well it would, if i didn't have
a couple of, tricks up my sleeve.
I put some, on doorsteps
Knock on the door, and leave.
If I feel, kinda hungry Then
I throw some on, the grill.
I give some to mexicans,
and the rest, I kill.
...'Cause i'm a...
Baby, Raper.
I like when, they fight.
Baby, Killer.
I hope they're, all white.
