Incesticide Foetus

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Come on, sonny, don't be scared
Gotta act like a Boy Scout, be prepared
I ain't breaking any laws
Just dressing up like Santa Claus
Whiskers tickling open sores
It's a Kindergarten smorgasboard
They're catnip to every Tom in town
And Pogo is their favorite clown
They call me butcher... I call them cow
Cousins kissing canvas now

(So) Make like Pogo - get on down
Make like Pogo - get on down
Fratricide - Patricide - Matricide - Incesticide
Fratricide - Patricide - Matricide - Incesticide

No Daddy no! No Daddy no no no!

It's past your bedtime, getting late
Don't want you turning into gatorbait
All I want for Christmas is a chicken delight
And a tasty little morsel to hold on tight

I like to swing and I like to slide
And I carry a can of incesticide
Y'know my son you're just my type
Gotta pick that fruit before it's ripe

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