Letras
Moo-masked dildoprophets chewing grass in the night,
Eyes like molten butter, nothing goes right.
Shit-symphonies echo in the unholy meadows,
Drowned in milk, just seen on the news
Pastures of idiots drooling their creed,
Four stomached tyrants addicted to feed.
Cow-bell choirs mooing dumb while Xavi rants,
Bovine dictators in manure-manicured hands.
Chewing like scripture, farting like gods,
Sacred BBQ steaks drowning in fuck-you-sauce.
We laugh at udders spilling shit and slime,
Your holy cow circus? Just piss in our rhyme.
Moo, moo, moo, This is a Cow-Spiracy
You got butter all over the clitcracy
Milk mustache's like a pornography cumshot
Venomous Sin Declares War on Cows on the spot
Moo, moo, moo, We're sick of worshipping your farts
This is the end of your Cow-Spiracy when we rip out your hearts
Moo, moo, moo, someone's fisting a bull
all while Venomous Sin Declares War on Cows
Milk is just piss disguised as cum
We'll butcher you all while drinking the rum
Burger Messiah, ketchup cow head,
All of your bulls are fucking dead.
God made the cow? Now Satan make cow dies,
Every moo-an a sermon that stupidity buys.
Pasture priests draped in shit-stained gowns,
Moo-orgy choirs in small-town sounds.
Sacred udders dripping clitocracy rules,
Milk-drunk cumshot-prophets drowning in drool.
Moo, moo, moo, This is a Cow-Spiracy
You got butter all over the clitcracy
Milk mustache's like a pornography cumshot
Venomous Sin Declares War on Cows on the spot
Moo, moo, moo, We're sick of worshipping your farts
This is the end of your Cow-Spiracy when we rip out your hearts
Moo, moo, moo, someone's fisting a bull
all while Venomous Sin Declares War on Cows
Milk is just piss disguised as cum
We'll butcher you all while drinking the rum
Crucifucked on the altar of beef,
Leather-bound prayers stitched in grief.
Burger bishops baptize with grease,
Moo, moo, moo — fucking cease!
Moo, moo, moo, This is a Cow-Spiracy
You got butter all over the clitcracy
Milk mustache's like a pornography cumshot
Venomous Sin Declares War on Cows on the spot
Moo, moo, moo, We're sick of worshipping your farts
This is the end of your Cow-Spiracy when we rip out your hearts
Moo, moo, moo, someone's fisting a bull
all while Venomous Sin Declares War on Cows
Milk is just piss disguised as cum
We'll butcher you all while drinking the rum
Cow-throne prophets shitting milk and pukes
Sacred manure turned into breaking news.
Bovine dictators with udders of slime,
Choking on grass like it's a holy crime.
Holy steak altars where the cow-gods bleed,
Moo-chant orgies feeding the need.
Butter-drunk bishops strangled with fish
Milk, cream and piss goes the fuck away I wish,
Moo, moo, moo, This is a Cow-Spiracy
You got butter all over the clitcracy
Milk mustache's like a pornography cumshot
Venomous Sin Declares War on Cows on the spot
Moo, moo, moo, We're sick of worshipping your farts
This is the end of your Cow-Spiracy when we rip out your hearts
Moo, moo, moo, someone's fisting a bull
all while Venomous Sin Declares War on Cows
Milk is just piss disguised as cum
We'll butcher you all while drinking the rum
Moo… moo… moo…
FUCK YOUR MILK!