Methematics Mr. Bungle
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Gravel on toast
Sugar cubes and hotties
Whip handles and port-o-potties
Dead behind junior-high, that's right
You win, valedictorian guy
Took the class, kissed the ass
Sucked on the glass pipe of advanced math
I choked, I choked
When all the numbers crunch your head
Under the pickup truck of your friend
Knife a dog and climb a tree
Just to graduate geometry
Projectile vomit integers
Into the cunts of his and hers
Tree-huggers and logger thugs
Meth and math, make the students studs
The painted bird, Marquis de Sade
Teachers ain't no fucking fraud
Punks and skins, geeks and mods
New-wave freaks and metal gods
Redwood curtain across your eyes
Murder mountain, it chokes and dies
Golf balls shot into the mall
Shattered dreams, the curtain falls
Sugar cubes and hotties
Whip handles and port-o-potties
Dead behind junior-high, that's right
You win, valedictorian guy
Took the class, kissed the ass
Sucked on the glass pipe of advanced math
I choked, I choked
When all the numbers crunch your head
Under the pickup truck of your friend
Knife a dog and climb a tree
Just to graduate geometry
Projectile vomit integers
Into the cunts of his and hers
Tree-huggers and logger thugs
Meth and math, make the students studs
The painted bird, Marquis de Sade
Teachers ain't no fucking fraud
Punks and skins, geeks and mods
New-wave freaks and metal gods
Redwood curtain across your eyes
Murder mountain, it chokes and dies
Golf balls shot into the mall
Shattered dreams, the curtain falls
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