Credits
Lyrics
"Get the fuck up"
Well, they came and they saw
They got fucked so hard they nearly shit
I suppose someone should've told those boys
Apostasy would be such a bitch
And now if things couldn't get much better
These men, they got fingers like knives
And they hold all your money, man
You'll be lucky to get outta this war alive
Just comb your hair, it's in your eyes!
And so I push y'all away
And I wish you a fast recovery
All the time wishing clots upon your heart
