Terry Broad Shack - Even in Death I'm Not Free...... Lyrics


I asked for a funeral pyre

All I got was this box

I felt the need to run

Now I'm left here with the ugliest nun

I asked you for fire

You gave me dope and a cold cell

Someone let me out of here

Probably should have buried me with my favorite dog too

Well at least I'm free of you, 50 yrs isn't nothing

I'm not counting the beginning

At least then you were pretty

I begged my dad to see you

He said "No, that's your cousin"

I said "Please dad, what about that one?" he winked and he said "No" to me "That's your other cousin.........."

I thought that was your aunt

He said "Well do it then, stop asking questions"

Luckily it's just a western fable

and her name was Mable and I'm tired of telling you stories

of the rack kid on Maury

No run along in a hurry

Rats really do scurry

They killed my boy scurvy

Even tho his blood was dirty

And now I'm 30

And I wanna die purty

And looking at you makes my eyes wanna go blurry.

Get your own damn McFlurry

So respect the buried.

Their tired

Fuck you

PS stop being musky like Jerry Zan Dun Skiii