Buobelee

His misery all began when his hometown Littleville Got attacked by aliens leaving everybody tortured, raped and killed Buobelee all traumatized a little orphan boy at the age of five Everything destroyed only him survived Jep, all set for a fucked up life When he tried to hide he stepped into the next pile of shit Guess he was born out of luck like an african albino kid Headed for the woods, didn't even make it to the end of the street Before'em invaders caught him and put him into an iron cage There's no future and there's no hope No hope for buobelee, no not for buobelee So what the fuck you whining about? Are your luxury problems finally tiring you out Go fucking buobelee deep into misery town Don't your everyday issues seem so ridiculous now!? And there he was all alone In this cage far from home With alien drones stuffing tentacles down his throat Till he choked and Buobelee gladly drifted away Into darkness swiftly and safe So he didn't feel pain when they ripped off his face And replaced both of his lachrymal glands With valves linked to a two-gallon angel tears tank Disposed him in the trash where he finally woke up Started to cry and immediately got high as fuck The drummer of my band just wanted one sentence But I don't give fuck motherfucker In your motherfucking face I'm not your motherfucking slave The boy was tripping until his mind Imagined a painter and made him materialize They called him Bragolin out of the acid dream With brushes and terpentine He conserved Buobelee for eternety now everybody... Up! (anybody, everybody) You can try to ignore Buobelee But he will burn your house to the ground This is the end This is the end, the end of this song And just to be clear, I'm glad to be born In such a nice place compared to the rest And not being surrounded by permanent death