The Kicking Machine

Any more lazy,
He wont eat or speak,
Running, raving, headlessly,
little horned animal.They will boil in poison,
Forget everything,
Running, raving, headlessly,
Animal is homeless.*Wicked Rock-out times like only The Melvins could supply*Round head, so big
He's here to pulverize 'em down for the many
My god, it's all remaining