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For this shanty I decided to go a little classical.


Song: Puttin on the vics
parody: puttin on the Ritz by Taco
Written by: Cal Rollia


If you groom a mentally unstable chick
Releasing a tape like I'm slick
Putting on the vics

Different types of Gunt Guards, like kaz and Dingo I call them simps
Putting on the Vics

I spend the show sniping Tucker Carson
Trying to be like Hunter S Thompson

Physiologically Broken


Watching the guards with Their Broomsticks
While I cuck to dlive with chopsticks
Putting on the vics


Free from my probation
Fueling my drug addiction
Too scared to stream live with dax
Too brave To scream at ugly Fats

Cucked out to the lemons
I am Multi time felon
You can't abort the retort
But you'll always see me at court


If you groom a mentally unstable chick
Releasing a tape like I'm slick
Putting on the vics

Different types of Gunt Guards, like kaz and Dingo I call them simps
Putting on the Vics

I spend the show sniping Tucker Carson
Trying to be like Hunter S Thompson
Physiologically Broken


Watching the guards with Their Broomsticks
While I cuck to dlive with chopsticks
Putting it on the vics


*Pill rattles instead of foot tabs*


I spend the show sniping Tucker Carson
Trying to be like Hunter S Thompson
Physiologically Broken
Watching the guards with Their Broomsticks

While I cuck to dlive with chopsticks
Putting on the vics
Putting on the vics
Putting on the vics
Putting on the vicccccsssssss


Sniff sniff flag sniff flag
Shake the Fix
Putting on the Vics
Hire a hooker to stream
Spend the money on liqueur
Gunt you gotta pay to see the gunt
Gunt, dance to the guntwave
Get a miscarriage


Gotta carry that gunt
Puttin it on puttin it on
Puttin it on puttin it on
V-I-C-S


Shake the Gunt!
Shake the Gunt!

 
Not sure if its count as double posting since I was the last poster a month ago.

Song Title: Shock the Janny.
Parody of: Shock the monkey by Peter Gabriel
Writer: Cal Rollia.


Cover me, when I sweep
Cover me, through the Bans

Something woke the neet, upon my knees
Cover me, Gunty, please.

Janny, Jannieee Janny
You know better not to shock the janny
Yeah yeah

Pine to Cone
Jim to a metokur
You can't find another
What about diddler Dax

There's one thing you must be sure of
Don't make me sweep
Chat, Don't make the shanny do the janny

Hey Janny, Janney Janney
You know better not to shock the janny
Yeah yeah
Janny, the chat keeps spamming
Jannyy, I'll just keep sweeping
Janny if you don't like ill show the door

Shock
Shock
Shock

Watch the janny sweep, Janny.
Cover me, in the Everglades
Cover me, through Trader Joe's.
I know I'll never be metokur
I'm just pine cone stalker
Cover me, Gunty, please.

Hey-ey-ey-ey-ey
Janny
No money to make
Oh Janny
My rent is past the due date
Janny
My Broom is breaking

Sweep
Sweep
Sweep

Watch the Janny sweep, Janny.

Shock the Janny
Shock the Janny
Shock the Janny

Shock the Shanny to Sweep
Shock the Shanny to Sweep
Shock the Shanny to Sweep
Shock the Shanny to Sweep

Gaydur, Gaydur, Gaydur
(Shock The Janny to Sweep)
(Shock the Janny to Sweep)
Gaydur, Gaydur, Gaydur Shock The Janny!
(Shock the Janny to Sweep)
Gaydur, Gaydur, Gaydur Shock The Janny!
Gaydur, Gaydur, Gaydur Shock The Janny!
Gaydur, Gaydur, Gaydur Shock The Janny!
Shock the Janny to Sweep.

 
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Happy Birthday DEMON BABY here's a offering to the harvest

song: All the Guntlings
Parody: All the Small Things
Writer: Cal Rollia

(Verse 1)
All the Guntlings
Bad genes, cope seethes
Alogs take one look
Inlaws Are shook
At the abomination
It should've been a abortion
Destruction, demolition and Annihilation

(Chorus)
Say it ain't so, say it's not true
Let's fucking go, Carry that Gunt

(Post-chorus)
Na na, na na, na na, na na, na, na
Na na, na na, na na, na na, na, na
Na na, na na, na na, na na, na, na
Na na, na na, na na, na na, na, na

(Verse 2)
Bad parents, so curel
My genes fucked, I know
My dad left me for makers Mark
You can say my life is at a bad start

(Chorus)
Say it ain't so, say it's not true
Let's fucking go, Carry that Gunt

Na na, na na, na na, na na, na, na
Na na, na na, na na, na na, na, na
Na na, na na, na na, na na, na, na
Na na, na na, na na, na na, na, an

(Chorus)
I'm the demon baby, my mother is fucking crazy
(Na na, na na, na na, na na, na, na)
I come for the Harvest, my dad eats garbage
(Na na, na na, na na, na na, na, na)
Say it ain't so, say it's not poo
Let's fucking go, Carry that Gunt
(Na na, na na, na na, na na, na, na)
I'm the demon baby, im the demon baby
My mom is fucking crazy
 
Baby Gunt doo doo, doo doo doo doo
Baby Gunt doo doo, doo doo doo doo
Baby Gunt doo doo, doo doo doo doo
Baby Gunt

Mummy Faith doo doo, doo doo doo doo
Mummy Faith doo doo, doo doo doo doo
Mummy Faith doo doo, doo doo doo doo
Mummy Faith

Daddy Gunt doo doo, doo doo doo doo
Daddy Gunt doo doo, doo doo doo doo
Daddy Gunt doo doo, doo doo doo doo
Daddy Gunt

RIP Grandma Gunt doo doo, doo doo doo doo
RIP Grandma Gunt doo doo, doo doo doo doo
RIP Grandma Gunt doo doo, doo doo doo doo
RIP Grandma Gunt

Maker’s Mark doo doo, doo doo doo doo
Maker’s Mark doo doo, doo doo doo doo
Maker’s Mark doo doo, doo doo doo doo
Maker’s Mark

Let's go gunt doo doo, doo doo doo doo
Let's go gunt doo doo, doo doo doo doo
Let's go gunt doo doo, doo doo doo doo
Let's go gunt

Child support doo doo, doo doo doo doo
Child support doo doo, doo doo doo doo
Child support doo doo, doo doo doo doo
Child support

Away from Gunt doo doo, doo doo doo doo
Away from Gunt doo doo, doo doo doo doo
Away from Gunt doo doo, doo doo doo doo
Away from Gunt
 
In the style of Peaches by the Presidents of the United States of America
Shout out to the Ocean of Wine for the inspiration

Movin' to the guntry,
Gonna eat a lot of feces
I'm movin' to the guntry,
I'm gonna eat me a lot of feces
Movin' to the guntry,
Gonna eat a lot of feces
Movin' to the guntry,
I'm gonna eat a lot of feces

Feces come from her can,
They get shit out by a ma’am
Satisfactorily brown

If I thumbed up Mantsu May,
I'd eat feces every day
Carbunkled smegma in the shade

I'm movin' to the guntry,
I'm gonna eat me a lot of feces
Movin' to the guntry,
I'm gonna eat me a lot of feces

Movin' to the guntry,
Gonna eat me a lot of feces
Movin' to the guntry,
I'm gonna eat me a lot of feces

I took a little shat where the poops all shit
Licking rotten feces in my fist
And I wish you were a, woman,
I stuck muh poop thumb down inside
Make a little room for a shat to hide
Nature's candy in my hand or can or pie

Millions of feces, feces for me
Millions of feces, feces for free
Millions of feces, feces for me
Millions of feces, feces for free

Look out!

Millions of feces, feces for me
Millions of feces, feces for free
Millions of feces, feces for me
Millions of feces, feces for free

Look out!
 
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We sweep the chat at night
we go where ayylawgs dare
they know that i'm a virgin
they think that i'm a loser
with lazy eyes for peepers
you think i really care

I am a eagle eyed son bitch
gonna moderate you baby
i am an eagle eyed son of a bitch
gonna moderate you baby, babe

puerto rican sluts get horny over trash
don't let that hussy blonde distract you from your task

i am an eagle eyed son of a bitch
gonna moderate you baby
i am an eagle eyed son of a bitch
gonna moderate you baby baby

let's test my word filters
let's see how long you last
with no booze or drugs or girls
my mind is a steel trap
with eagle eyes for peepers
you think I really care
let's go where ayylawgs dare
we'll sweep up ayylawgs there

i am an eagle eyed son of a bitch
gonna moderate you baby
i am an eagle eyed son of a bitch
gonna moderate you baby baby
i am an eagle eyed son of a bitch
gonna moderate you baby
i am an eagle eyed son of a bitch
gonna moderate you baby baby
 
Gunt of Personality
Parody of Cult of Personality by Living Colour
Written by Cal Rollia

(Verse 1)
Look in my Gunt, what do you see?
The Gunt personality
I know your fear, I know when to sweep
I've been the addict you want to be
I'm a gunt of personality
Like Jarbo and Carl
I'm the Gunt of Personality, The gunt of personality, The gunt of personality

(Chorus)
Tampon Breath, Brink of Death
Then a Liquor Speaks, the Dolphin Squeaks
You don't have to drink with me
No one can't abort the retort

(Verse 2)
I tell you gunts a crowd
I'm the Gunt of Personality
Like Mao Zedong and Jinping
I'm the gunt of personality
The gunt of personality, The gunt of personality, The gunt of personality

(Chorus)
Tampon Breath, brink of death
A groomer Gunt, And a coomers Cunt
You don't have to drink with me.
Only you can't abort the retort.

(outro)
I flag your channel
I've known for scandals
My self inflated ego so fragile
I'm every person you need me to be
I'm the gunt of, I'm the gunt of, I'm the gunt of, I'm the gunt of, I'm the gunt of, I'm the gunt of, i'm the gunt of Personality.

 
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Here's one for Josh.

I told a corn joke
Which started a fat sperg seething
But I didn't see
For how long he'd reee, oh no

I had a podcast
Which started a gator sweeping
Oh, if only I'd seen
That the aylawg was me

I looked at my herbs
Tried to drown out the cooing of birds
And I fell out of bed
Hurting my head from the doings of speds

'Til I finally died
Which started young Xander living
Oh, if only I'd seen
What an aylawg he'd be

I looked at my herbs
Tried to drown out the cooing of birds
And I fell out of bed
Hurting my head from the doings of speds

'Til I finally died
Which started young Xander living
Oh, if only I'd seen
What an aylawg he'd be
 
As a celebration of Vickers getting full custody of baby Xander here is a shanty.

Song: Toss your coin to Mr. Vickers

Parody of Toss a Coin to your Witcher by Giona Ostinelli

(Verse 1)
When a trolli bard
Began to Alog
With Vickers of Cali
Who started his Own blog
When the Spreg fought the Gunt of Vrigina
With a neet janny lacking of Charisma
He came out seething, asking to sweep
With guards wreathing fetching to weep
The Coin Merchant trying to get fame
But fortunately he got his faith.


(Chorus)
Toss your coin to Mr Vickers
Oh seethe of plenty, seethe of plenty. Toss your coin to Mr Vickers
Oh seethe of plenty, seethe of plenteeeeeeeee

(Verse 2)
With the Birth of Xander
The gunt can only holler
While the goose comes the Grander
He lives in squalor
With the Pedo Horse
This tale can't get any worse
Now back in cali with a family whole
He will slay the gunt
While he chase for clout
Successfully aborted the retort
So can we stop the fuss
The Trolli told the Tale of a flawed merchant
This Harvest will grow that I'm Certain

(Chorus)

Toss your coin to Mr Vickers, ol typos of plenty ol typos of plenty oooh toss your coin to Mr Vickers the ender of janniess
Toss your coin to Mr Vickers
Oh seethe of plenty, seethe of plenty oh
Toss your coin to Mr Vickers
seethe of plenteeeeeeeee
Toss your coin to Mr Vickers
Oh seethe of plenty, seethe of plenty oh
Toss your coin to Mr Vickers
seethe of plenteeeeeeeee
Toss your coin to Mr Vickers
Oh seethe of plenty, seethe of plenty a-oh
Toss your coin to Mr Vickers
seethe of plenteeeeeeeee


 
I have been rejuvenated to post more parodies since the anniversary of my ban. Let the kino flow


Parody of Heroes written by David Bowie
Written by Cal Rollia

(Chorus)
I, I will be a stalker
And you, you will be the Harvest
Though nothing will stop the seethe
We can sneed, just for one day
We can be Alogs just for one day

(Verse 1)
And you, you'll be blocked
And I, I'll be sniping of the stream
Cause we're karens, and that's all we know
Cause we're karens, and that's a good combo.

(Refrain)
Though nothing, Will keep us from Sniping
We could, just for one day
We can be alogs, for ever and ever
What do you think?

(Verse 2)
I, I wish I could holler
All day, all fucking day

(Refrain)
Though nothing, nothing will keep is from sniping
We can outlive them, for ever and ever
Oh we cam be slots, just for one day

(Verse 3)

I, I will be a stalker
And you, you will be the Harvest
Though nothing will stop them from being late and gay
We can be Alogs just for one day
We can be us, just for one day


(Verse 3)
I, I can alog (I can alog)
Writing, the parodies (the parodies)
Being swept, by the jannies (the jannies)
And the harvest
We get from a multi time felon
(From a multi time felon)


(Refrain)

And the sneed, from the guards
Oh, we can beat them, for ever and ever
Then we could be alogs, just for one day


(Bridge,)

We can be alogs
We can be alogs
We can be alogs
Just for one day
We can be alogs


(Outro)

We're nothing, nothing will help us
Maybe, we are in horror of may
But we can hope xander will be safer, just for one day.
Oh-oh-oh-ohh, oh-oh-oh-ohh, just for one day


 
Feeling Felted
Parody of Under Pressure by Queen and David Bowie
Written by Cal Rollia

Intro

Mmm num ba de
Dum buh ba be
Doo buh Dum ba beh beh

(Verse 1)
Felted
Seething down on me
Doubling down on you, no kiwi ask for
Feeling felted makes a pastor dab
While a gunted man threatens to stab

(Bridge)
Um be ba de
Um be ba be
De day da
Ee day da - that's okay

(Chorus)
It's the Corn is rising at the potential Necter
Hearing some Fat Drunk shout "It's Not True!"
Seethe Harder, Laugh Louder
Watch a pastor dab
While a Gunt Stab

(Verse 2)
Day day De mm my
Da ba da ba
Okay
The kiwi farms always wins
The Lolcows have to pay for their sins
We do be do
Ee da baa ba ba
Um no bo
Be lap
The cows always seethe
Ee da de da de
The cows always seethe
Ee da de da de da

(Chorus)
It's the Corn is rising at the potential Necter
Hearing some Neet Samurai shout "It's bad Optics!"
Seethe Harder, Laugh Louder louder
Watch a pastor dab
While a Gunt Stab

(Bridge)
We took a break on sniping
The gunt can't handle it he's typing
The damage control isn't working
He's the gift that keeps on giving q
With the way he seethes why
Why seethe seethe seethe seethe seethe
Enterally coping Feeling Felted

(Verse 3)
Why can't ralphy put down the makers
Why can't ralphy fight for his xander
Why does he keep on sweeping
Why can't stop seething seething, seething, seething, seething, seething, seething seething, seething, seething, seething

(Outro)
Cause felted is such the new coping word
And Ashton dares you to care for your son xander and pay gaydur. And punt the gunt to try stop being a drunk and the seething makes you holler at the screen and this is your last drink, this is our dance this is yourself, Feeling Felted.
feeling Felted.

 
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The LONG AWAITED, happy birthday faith vickers.

Swallowing up the pill
Parody of Running up that hill by Kate Bush
Written by Cal Rollia.

(Verse 1)
It's doesn't felt me.
(Yeah yeah yo)
Do you want to how the pills feel
(Yeah yeah yo)
Do you want to know that the gunt has hurt me
Do you want to know why Halfwaycuck flee
(Yeah yeah yooo)
You, it's Xander and me

Chorus
You know I'm a cunt
I ran away from the gunt
And I save Xander from pantsu
Be chugging that booze
Be shallowing that pill
With them tiny shoes.
If only I listened, oh...


(2nd verse)
You don't wanna choke me,
But see how could the gunt suffocate
Aware I'm screaming like a banshee
There's seething in our hearts.
Is there so much cope for the alogs
Tell me, not to abort xander
You, it's xander and me
It's you that won't be happy

(Chorus)
You know I'm a cunt
I ran away from the gunt
And I save xander from pantsu
Be chugging that booze
Be shallowing that pill
With them tiny shoes.
(YOOOOBBBAAAAA)
If only I listened, oh...

(Bridge)
You, it's xander and me
It's you that won't be happy
"C'mon Faifai, c'mon zoomer girl"
Come help me own the alogs
Come on fai-fai, come on come on darling
Lets do this hostage video, oh.......

(Chorus)
You know I'm a cunt
I ran away from the gunt
And I save xander from pantsu
Be chugging that booze
Be shallowing that pill
With no problems. (X4 with inchorent seething and coping)

(Outro)
"You know I'm a cunt, be shallowing them pills"

 
So you all have been over representing Ralph someone has to think of the Gatorgang. So i used the uçk also known as the kosovo liberation army to form the gator gang.


OH greatest of Gator Gamers, fucker of puerto rican blondes.
Operator of the soundboard,call Josh a peadophile again.

He is the Killstreams devoted janny cleaning up the naughty chat x2

He wont get the vaccination, he is already autistic. He will always lick Ralphs gunt crease feeding on the booze and fat.

HE WILL JAAANNNYYYYY.
FUCK THE KIWIIIIIIS.
RALPH DIDN'T JACK TO SOOOOOPH.
IT'S NOT TRUEEHUEEEE.

This is the only life i have, for ralph i'll give my dying breath x2

Joshua Connor Mooooon, youre a peadophiiiile.
Now i'll watch soooome loli poooorn.

This is the only life i have, for Ralph i'll give my dying breath.

GATOR GANG REPRESENT.
 
Elderfag Rock

Parody of Crocodile Rock by Elton John

Written by Cal Rollia and @Shiggy Diggster


(Verse 1)
I remember when the Killstream was Fun
When Zidan had Matt on the Run
Shanny playing the soundboard
Spamming the chat with my own keyboard
But the biggest fad that had start
The thing called the Elderfag rock
You got Racha and Eli alogging around the clock
and cow and Ziggy invading that block

(Chorus)

Gator Grooming is not shocking
When his Broom can't keep still
Telling pinecone that andy doesn't have to know
Ah Lawdy Shanny couldn't sweep Pho
Seething with the restless nights
Trying to make jim flag kap outta spite


(Post-Chorus)

Laa, la-la-la-la-laa
La-la-la-la-laa
La-la-la-la-laa


(Verse 2)

But the years went by and the broom wore down
Shanny had a stroke when his dox were found
Jared crying like a roughly Thumbed Teen
Losing so hard to a middle aged ween
But they'll never kill the thrills he got
Sweeping up to the elderfag rock slaving away for a big fat ass
I really thought the elderfag rock would last


(Chorus)

Gator Grooming is not shocking
When his Broom can't keep still
Telling pinecone that andy doesn't have to know
Ah Lawdy Shanny couldn't sweep Pho
Seething with the restless nights
Trying to make jim flag kap outta spite


(Post-Chorus)

Laa, la-la-la-la-laa
La-la-la-la-laa
La-la-la-la-laa


(Verse 1)
I remember when the Killstream was Fun
When Zidan had Matt on the Run
Shanny playing the soundboard
Spamming the chat with my own keyboard
But the biggest fad that had start
The thing called the Elderfag rock
You got Racha and Eli alogging around the clock
and cow and Ziggy invading that block

(Chorus)

Gator Grooming is not shocking
When his Broom can't keep still
Telling pinecone that andy doesn't have to know
Ah Lawdy Shanny couldn't sweep Pho
Seething with the restless nights
Trying to make jim flag kap outta spite


(Post-Chorus)

Laa, la-la-la-la-laa
La-la-la-la-laa
La-la-la-la-laa

 
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Parody of sweet dreams (are made of this) by the Eurythmics
Written by Cal Rollia

(Chorus)
Sweet sweeps are made of seethee
Who am to I to disagree
I've traveled to Fourms and the threads
Alogs always lookin for something
Sweet sweeps are made of seethee
Who am to I to disagree
I've traveled to Fourms and the threads
Alogs always lookin for something

(Prechorus)
Some of them want to cope
Some of them want you to cope
Some of them want to get leaks
Some of them want to drop leaks

(Chorus)
Sweet sweeps are made of seethee
Who am to I to disagree
I've traveled to Fourms and the threads
Alogs always lookin for something

(Bridge)
Keep on seethin
Keep on seethin, get the broom
Keep on seethin, get the broom
Keep on seethin, get the broom
Keep on seethin, get the broom
Keep on seethin, get the broom
Keep on seethin, get the broom
Keep on seethin
Keep on seethin, get the broom
Keep on seethin, get the broom

Prechorus)
Some of them want to cope
Some of them want you to cope
Some of them want to get leaks
Some of them want to drop leaks

(Chorus)
Sweet sweeps are made of seethee
Who am to I to disagree
I've traveled to Fourms and the threads
Alogs always lookin for something Sweet sweeps are made of seethee
Who am to I to disagree
I've traveled to Fourms and the threads
Alogs always lookin for something
Sweet sweeps are made of seethee
Who am to I to disagree
I've traveled to Fourms and the threads
Alogs always lookin for something
Sweet sweeps are made of seethee
Who am to I to disagree
I've traveled to Fourms and the threads
Alogs always lookin for something
 
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Little Lols
Parody of Little talks by Monsters and Men
Written by Cal Rollia

(Refrain)
Hey, hey, hey

(Verse 1)
I don't like how libertarians being a creep
So that why don't watch dax my dear
So many sheep like dingo & rand
It's keeping me to comment
By the sweeping done by Shannon
Banned on discord keeping me to talk
Its making me want to alog
'Cause there's many pedos like mr. Girl & dax
While Vito is defending them

(Refrain)
Hey, hey, hey

(Verse 2)
There's no reason that the gunt ban me from the green room
Well, tell the kiwis that I miss our little lols
Soon the guntling inside of pantsu will miscarry from the womb
We used to enjoy the live Halals that was full of cope and full of sneed.
Sometimes, I don't know its worth giving it a snipe
But the harvest will be ripe, my dear.
Cause there's groomers like pantsu and shanny but its worth getting the sweep.

(Chorus)
Hey! Please read the chat
Hey! let us alog you
Hey! Cause there's groomers like pantsu and shanny but its worth getting the sweep.

(Bridge)
You sweep, sweeep, away
I hear the deadair
All that's left is the guntguards typing away
Now that you're seething, seething away
That your channel is in despair
Just let the alogs free in the chat
Now wait, wait, wait for me; to write the parodies
I'm sure ill make you seethe

(Chorus)
Hey! Please read the chat
Hey! let us alog you
Cause there's many pedos like mr. Girl & dax
While Vito is defending them
Hey! Please read the chat
Hey! let us alog you
Hey! Cause there's groomers like pantsu and shanny but its worth getting the sweep.
Hey! Cause there's groomers like pantsu and shanny but its worth getting the sweep.
Cause there's many pedos like mr. Girl & dax
While Vito is defending them
 
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I would alog 4 you
Parody of I would die 4 you by Prince
Written by Cal Rollia

I'm not your paypig
I'm not your janny
I am something
That Would get you in a frenzy
I'll never get you views
I only snipe
I'll never give you the reason why

'Cos you
I would alog for you
Cause there's many ops I wouldn't do
I would alog for you

I write shannys
For the many
I am the reason why you I have to sweep
No need to seethe
No way to creep
I'm your nightmare and you're the reason why

'Cos you
I would alog for you
Cause there's many ops I wouldn't do
I would alog for you

I'm the reason why you sweep
Putting viewers to sleep
You could ban me from discord
I would live on my own accord
I'm not a human I'm a alog
No matter how many entries you'll write on your blog
All I really need
Is I know that you'll seethe

"Yeah"
You, I would alog 4 you
Cause there's many ops I wouldn't do
I would alog for you

"2,3,4, you"

I would alog 4 you
I would alog 4 you
You, I would alog 4 you
You, I would alog 4 you
 
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I thought it would only be right parody a song about a tranny for Pantsu. So here it is, original is obviously Lola by the Kinks.

I met her in a club down in old Guntsville
Where you drink makers mark and you mix it with coca cola
C-O-L-A, Cola

She walked up to me and I shat my pants
I asked her her name and in a dark brown voice she said Mantsu
M-A-N-T, Mantsu
Ma-ma-ma-ma Mantsu

Well, I've got the world's most foul-smelling gunt
But when she held me tight, she did not throw up
Oh my Mantsu
Ma-ma-ma-ma Mantsu

Well, I'm kinda dumb and I can't understand
Why she talks like a woman but looks like a man
Oh my Mantsu
Ma-ma-ma-ma Mantsu
Ma-ma-ma-ma Mantsu

Well, we drank makers mark and thumbed all night
Under Gator's watchful eye
She picked me up and sat me on her knee
And said "Dear boy, won't you come home with me?"

Well, I'm not the world's most passionate guy
But when she bought me fries, well I almost fell for my Mantsu
Ma-ma-ma-ma Mantsu
Ma-ma-ma-ma Mantsu

I pushed her away
I walked to the door
I tried to buy a whore
I started to SNEED
Then I looked at her and she at me

Well, that's the way that I want it to stay
And I always want it to be that way for my Mantsu
Ma-ma-ma-ma Mantsu

Girls will be boys and boys will be girls
It's a mixed up, muddled up, shook up world, just look at Mantsu
Ma-ma-ma-ma Mantsu

Well, I left my hovel just a week before
And I've only eaten the feces of whores
But Mantsu smiled and took me by the hand
And said "Dear boy, I'm gonna make you a man"

Well, I'm not the world's most masculine man
But I know what I am and I'm glad I'm a man
And so is Mantsu
Ma-ma-ma-ma Mantsu
Ma-ma-ma-ma Mantsu

Mantsu
Ma-ma-ma-ma Mantsu
Ma-ma-ma-ma Mantsu
 
With @WhimsicalTrolli's help we wrote and recorded the hit new track A Total Eclipse of the Shart.

A Total Eclipse of the Shart

(Turning Brown)
Every now and then I look at twitter and see I’m a-logged all around
(Turning Brown)
Every now and then I’m psychologically broken I’m getting spit on by all of my peers
(Turning Brown)
Every now and then I get a little bit nervous that the best of killstream years have gone by
(Turning Brown)
Every now and then I get little excited when I see a burger right on the ground

(Make That Sound, Brown Eye)
Every now and then I’m gonna fart
(Make That Sound, Brown Eye)
Every now and then I rip a shart

(Turning Brown)
Every now and then my horse faced fiance is creepy masturbating to CP
(Turning Brown)
Every now and then my only friend in this world’s a weaboo incel smells like cheese
(Turning Brown)
Every now and then I wish I got vacccinated instead of Momma dying alone
(Turning Brown)
Every now and then I wish wasn’t a midget with a drinking problem and kidney stones

(Make That Sound, Brown Eye)
Every now and then I’m gonna fart
(Make That Sound, Brown Eye)
Every now and then I rip a shart

And I pushed too hard that night
And I pushed as hard as ever
And I had my pants too tight
It’s on the internets forever
And the a-logs will never forget
Josh Moon always is wrong
I’ll burn every fucking bridge far and wide
Even bastardized my son just to spite the child bride (Fuck You Child Bride)
I don’t know what to do and I’m always ripping sharts
An alcoholic powder keg my asshole’s the spark
I’m really seething tonight
Rekieta’s gonna start a fight
Drexel’s gonna fuck his wife

Once upon a time Jim called into my show
An alogs vid he gave perfect marks
Since Ronnie’s turned me gay
Whenever I’m tipsy I shart

Once upon a time Nora lighted my life
My tampon breath has pulled us apart
You know it’s not poo
A Total Eclipse of the shart

 
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