are a band like this world has never seen. They combine the most poetic parts of rock and roll with the beauty of toilets and defecation to create Toilet Rock, or Brown Metal as it's affectionately known.
Born To Corn You
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You tease me with that winking eye
when your ass points to to the sky
Your mouth says 'no', my cock says 'go',
I'll ease it in, nice and slow.
You can't deny it, I know it's true
You want me to push in your poo.
I'll bang you like a drum, when I'm in your bum
and soon your back will be covered in cum
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Cause I was born to corn you baby
Born to fuck you up the ass
Come on honey don't you brood
I'll stick it in, and pull out food.
Push in your stool, burgle your turd
It's all the same, no matter the word
Start with my pinky, then my whole fist
One finger, two fingers, up to my wrist.
You still don't know the joys of bum love
maybe I'll thumb you with a boxing glove
If you don't do it, someone will
and I'll send you the fucking bill
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