God Nose

Dog’s fierce, has ir got the raibes?
Bog’s bust, must I use the Ladies
Virgin Mothers, how’d they get the babies? God Nose
God nose, I’m lying with the maybies
God nose, I’m pushing down the daisies
God nose, I’m spying from the hazes

They stare, is my cock akimbo?
I stare, gazing at the bimbo,
Poor man, falling out the window, God nose
God nose, is it macaroni?
God nose, or Michael Corleone?
God nose, the moany balone,
Do the twist, and it goes like this...

Old fart, what a mental backpack,
Too bad, he never learned to backchat,
So sad, waiting for a comeback, God nose
God nose, I wanna pull the handle,
God nose, He watched me buy the candle,
God nose, the Pompidou is rusty!

All round, it’s better by design,
Sharp suits are travelling on swine,
Bordeaux turns water into wine, God nose
God nose,still a fucking fury,
God nose, and guilty as the jury,
God nose, to put me in a puree,
Please, God nose.