Let's do it, faggots

Let's do it, faggots

Tim is a human bean

time is a human bean

Time for a human peen

Tom is a fap machine

Niggers tongue my anus

Jim is abusing

Tim Jones sex machine

The Jews deserved the holocaust.

Im spiderman

Kraumpus the human peeing

I've blown the prom queen

I love the bomb queen

I blow the room queer

Calm is the fat machine.

Kim kissed a huge ceiling

Killer queen the bomb machine.

Kim kissed a huge schilling

Can I suck your dick? (no homo)

Kim kicked a hue ceiling

Can I taste your penis?

Thriller screen the bomb washing.

Tyler Green the mom cashing

little teen the comb dashing

Limo queen Rapadashing

limbo dream hitler gassing

Nigger faggot nigger faggot nigger faggot nigger faggot nigger faggot

People movin' out, people movin' in.
Why, because of the color of their skin.
Run, run, run, but you sho' can't hide
An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth.
Vote for me and I'll set you free
Rap on, brother, rap on.
Well, the only person talkin' 'bout love thy brother is the preacher
And it seems nobody's interested in learning but the teacher
Segregation, determination, demonstration, integration, aggravation,
humiliation, obligation to our nation
Ball Of Confusion that's what the world is today (yeah, yeah)
The sale of pills is at an all time high
young folks walkin' 'round with their heads in the sky
Cities aflame in the summer time, and oh the beat goes on
Eve of destruction, tax deduction,
City inspectors, bill collectors,
Evolution, revolution, gun control, the sound of soul,
Shootin' rockets to the moon, kids growin' up too soon
Politicians say more taxes will solve ev'rything, and the band played on.
Round and round and around we go, where the world's headed nobody knows.
Great googa mooga, can't you hear me talkin' to you, just a
Ball of Confusion that's what the world is today. (yeah, yeah)
Fear in the air, tension ev'rywhere
Unemployment rising fast, the Beatle's new record's a gas,
and the only safe place to live is on an Indian reservation,
and the band played on
Eve of destruction, tax deduction,
City inspectors, bill collectors, mod clothes in demand,
population out of hand, suicide too many bills, hippies movin' to the hills
People all over the world are shouting end the war and the band played on.
Round and round and around we go, where the world's headed nobody knows.
Great googa mooga, can't you hear me talkin' to you, just a
Ball of Confusion that's what the world is today
Let me hear you, let me hear you, let me hear you
Ball Of Confusion that's what the world is today