FFF Lyrics

Pink and purple polka dots, I'm the foreign relations guy

I'm a loafer, I'm a freak, I'm the secret birthday streak

I'm the flavor of the month, pound into a sucker punch

Slimy stimulated cock, curled up like a jester's sock

Started a fire, named it "Sire", killed a million people

Crumpled muscles all contracting, flimsy, floppy, feeble

In a doggy sweater, muffling muzzle, biting my own teeth out

Dripping soda through my nose, psychedelic freakout

Friar a Jacque's long lost dad, knocked out in a wrestling match

Bouncing, balling, dinging, donging, slurping, smoking, cherry bombing

I trip acid, I smoke pot, higher than an astronaut

So don't come knocking down my door cause I can't get up off this floor

Started a fire, named it "Sire", killed a million people

Crumpled muscles all contracting, flimsy, floppy, feeble

Now I'm kissing babies, petting kittens, such a gentle creature

And I would hold my only child if I could only reach her