Fun Times Lyrics

One, Two, Three, Four

Hustering steeple, a man of the people

All through all, he's a little too sheeple

An M&M, an eye for an eye

Well, can't you see he's such an awful bastard

He better be willing to burn all his brothers

As actions, they come from the words that he sputters

He'll go down in the valleys of hell

As a satan of a satan and a dickhead as well

Crackles finally fizzled to a pop

Moments makers found its nose above you

The actions happen as you brought them up

It's finally time for you to see things through

In the land where the self can't be selfish

There is no edict to brighten all eyes

And the heathens they know that they here it

This is the place where their fun times will die

Crackles finally fizzled to a pop

Moments makers found its nose above you

The actions happen as you brought them up

It's finally time for you to see things through

In the land where the self can't be selfish

There is no edict to brighten all eyes

And the heathens they know that they here it

This is the place where their fun times will

Die

Crackles finally fizzled to a pop

Moments makers found its nose above you

The actions happen as you brought them up

It's finally time for you to see things through

Crackles finally fizzled to a pop

Moments makers found its nose above you

The actions happen as you brought them up

It's finally time for you to see things through

In the land where the self can't be selfish

There is no edict to brighten all eyes

And the heathens they know that they here it

This is the place where their fun times will die