Fuck You Larry Koesche, I Hope You Starve And Die Someday Testo

problem solved yelled the policewe wiped the shit right off the streethuman beings sentenced to death by means of winter and concretei saw it on my tv i can be anything i want to beunless my family's got no moneythen i'll just settle for some sleepeverything is hunky dory in candlylandwe hide our problems well but it's ten below tonightand i don't know why i was put inside this helli need to be treated likea person5 o'clock soup kitchen before you eat you've got to praywell jesus hasn't saved us yetwhat makes you think he will today?so hang up a red kettle ring your goddamned bell for everyone to hearhey fuck it's christmas here's your paycheck for the yearthere's charities outside your malls that treat human beings like animalswe persecute those without homes, is it a fucking crime??no i really don't think so!today i daydreamed that i could leave here tomorrowbecause i've had too many days like yesterdayhey man you look really busy but i really need a friendcan someone spare a smile?