
A little bird
There was a little bird,
No bigger than a turd,
Sitting on a telephone pole
It ruffled up its neck,
And shat a little speck,
And puckered up his little asshole
Asshole, asshole,
You’re nothing but a little asshole
There was a little bird,
No bigger than a turd,
Sitting on a telephone pole
It ruffled up its neck,
And shat a little speck,
And puckered up his little asshole
Asshole, asshole,
You’re nothing but a little asshole
There is a game called twenty toes,
It’s played all over town,
The women play with ten toes up,
The men with ten toes down down down down down.
Here’s to … he’s true blue
He’s a hasher through and through
He’s a pisspot, got no class
He better drink it down or we ram it up his ass
Here’s to … he’s true blue
He’s a hasher through and through
He’s a pisspot so they say
He tried to go to heaven but he went the other way
Allez Zumba Zumba Zumba
Allez Zumba Zumba hey!
Allez Zumba Zumba Zumba
Allez Zumba Zumba hey!
Drink it down you Zulu warrior,
Drink it down you Zulu chief, chief, chief, chief!
Why were they born so beautiful,
Why were they born at all?
They’re no bloody use to anyone
They’re no bloody use at all
They might be a joy to their mothers
But they’re a pain in the ass to us all