
Slackbladder
Slack bladder, slack bladder
You ran upon a hash.
Slack bladder, slack bladder
And had to have a slash!
Slack bladder, slack bladder
You ran upon a hash.
Slack bladder, slack bladder
And had to have a slash!
To the tune of Rawhide.
Rollin’, rollin’, rollin,
My dick is gettin’ swollen,
I got this doggie rollin’, Rawhide.
My knob is hard as leather,
But I’ll get it in whatever,
I wish I could get the tip inside,
I stab but I keep missin’,
This wasn’t made for pissin’,
I’m waiting for this year’s first ride.
Pull ’em down, get ’em off,
Get ’em off, pull ’em down,
Pull ’em down, Get ’em off, Rawhide.
Stick it in, pull it out,
Pull it out, stick it in,
Stick it in, pull it out, Rawhide.
They ought to be publicly pissed on,
They ought to be publicly shot (bang bang),
They ought to be tied to a gutter,
To be left there to fester and rot
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