We Wake Up Every Day And Choose Violence - Clown College

This is the first single for our new upcoming album. There will be more to come in the near future, but for now, enjoy Clown College I guess.
Lyrics:
Our grandma told us to be productive, so we went to college
Clown college.
Right sorry I forgot. Ya know why?
Why?
‘Cause I’m a clown bitch
‘Bout to go down bitch
On yo fucking Dick bitch
(That didn’t rhyme) fuck you bitch
Gonna play with your Dick
And juggle your balls
Turns out you also have three
Better make some phone calls
Honka honka on your fucking Wonka Wonka
Our car is a Honda Honda get out in a conga conga
You think it stops, nah bitch it gets longa longa. Damn we outta onka
Switch up the beat
Clown college
Clown college, bitch
Clown college
Clown college. Aye!
Dyed my hair green, about
To cause a scene and do
Birthday parties and I
Whip out my peen but it’s
25 years of age uh
Take a cream pie to the face, uh
This old man turned 88, uh
Why did they hire a clown?
‘Cause I’m a clown bitch
‘Bout to go down bitch
On yo fucking Dick bitch
(That didn’t rhyme) fuck you bitch
They call me Mr Krabs
Making all these kids frown, bitch
Shat my pants hard gotta
Brown stain on my ass, bitch
Oh deary I see you started going to college
Yeah I decided to turn my life around and stop being a bum, you know make others smile for once
That’s wonderful, what’s your major?
Well you see
I’m a clown bitch
Bout to go down bitch
Kill a fucking town bitch
Eat a fucking sandwich (what)
I’m a clown bitch
Bout to go down bitch
Kicking ass and taking names
What’s that fucking sound bitch?
Clown horn!

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