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The DoW went down to th'Junkyard, they was lookin for some blood to spill.
It was after 9; it was drinkin' time and they was eager to make a kill.
When they came across this Charach who hit on Jubs kin and some
walker Doc
Hadrian jumped on a pinto trunk an' said "Charach, lemme tell ya what..
I guess you didn' know it, but you hit on Jubs' kin, Jurg saw it, too...
now if you care to stand right there, we'll beat the shit outta you.
Now you got a couple scars, charach, but give the DoW their due
it was mighty bold, but we're gonna grab hold and turn ya into goo."
Charach, dip down 'tween your legs an' kiss your ass goodbye,
Don't know what you been smokin' but it must've got you high,
If you're lucky maybe we'll just rip off both your nuts,
Or maybe we'll re-dec'rate with your guts....
The Dogs all went to Crinos an' they readied to attack,
The doc stepped in the middle an' he started givin' flack.
And when Hade gave the signal, they all started with a bound,
They gathered on the charach an' commenced to smack him down...
The monkey doc was knocked aside an' we don't care where he fell,
'Cause when you cross the Dogs of War, you can kiss your ass farewell!
Here we come, Charach--run, boy, run!
Dogs' in the house of the talkin' junk.
Think you can mack our kinfok here,
But we'll make your ass into a long red smear...
The charach, he just bled an' tried to get back to his feet,
An' Jurg said "boy, you better stick to playin' with yore meat.
Now, you just go on your own way, but don't forget this night,
'Cause if you cross our path again, we won't be so polite."
Here we come, Charach--run, boy, run!
Dogs' in the house of the talkin' junk.
Think you can mack our kinfok here,
But we'll make your ass into a long red smear... |
