Fuck Burgers Lyrics

There are some Burgerlings left

Rolling in their trash

Fucking dead pigs

They take what they can Get

Their records still litter the Streets

Like they used to litter Playlists

But I won't take this

When I see that look on a Man

That little greasy burger Grin

I run him down with my Van

After all I'm here

To clean this land

One day I hope to put Some heads on steaks

And the rest

Will taste fucking great

Spawn and gee

They get the guillotine

They get

The guillotine

You'll have to forgive me For these violent outbursts

They aren't typically Rehearsed

Where I come from blood Quenches thirst

So I have say

I'm prepared for the worst

There's still some of those God damn burgerlings Running around

I'm just gonna have to burn It all down

I'll just have to burn it all Down

Burn it all down

Burn it all down

One day I hope to put Some heads on steaks

And the rest

Will taste fucking great

Spawn and gee

They get the guillotine