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I've Given It Up
Words and Music by Christopher White

I no longer steal people’s brains from graveyards,
And I no longer spit on the tongues of dead bards,
I no longer send hate mail to Asians with SARS,
Oh no, I’ve given it up.

I no longer poke at small children with forks,
And I no longer spread feces on anyone’s corpse,
I no longer use stones to kill baby storks,
Oh no, I’ve given it up.

I no longer fart during mass,
And I no longer show off my ass,
To Father McCoy when he’s touching small boys,
Oh no, I’ve given it up.

I no longer throw maracas at cripples
Nor do I anymore circumcise nipples,
You won’t see me peeing in jars of dill pickles,
Oh no, I’ve given it up.

I no longer use racial slurs during hate crimes,
Or use words like 'fuck' to fill up my verse lines,
And I won’t commit genocide if you give me a dime,
No, baby, I’ve given it up.

I no longer go dancing, or concentration camping,
While on holiday in Dachau,
Nor do I smile while I mutilate cows,
Eh, no no, I’ve given it up.

I no longer chain smoke when I visit the cancer ward,
Nor do I steal drugs that I can’t afford,
And I don’t rape small children when I’m feeling bored,
No No! I’ve given it up!

And I no longer eat babies without cooking them,
And I don’t waste their bodies; I eat both the head and stem,
And I don’t fuck my poop without washing my hands when I’m done!
I've given it up!

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