Greg Abbott's Maxi Pad

Farmer's Wife

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Crimson
Oh, he never fuckin′ listens
I cover it up with some incense

And it still stinks

Bubbling
No, he doesn't find it troubling
All the scared fuckin′ mumbling
And I think

Oh, red in the nose
I see you came here all alone
I'll take you home
I'll take you far away

Oh, wrapped in a bow
And you can find us in the throes
That′s how it goes
Just don′t pierce a vein

Costly
He does it just to fucking mock me
He really thinks that he can boss me
Around

Time now
To get way too fucking high now
I bet we could really fly now
Let's test it out

Oh, red in the nose
I see you came here all alone
I′ll take you home
I'll take you far away

Oh, wrapped in a bow
And you can find us in the throes
That′s how it goes
Just don't pierce a vein

I wake up every morning
And I sprinkle fetuses into my Cinnamon Toast Crunch
It′s so yummy in my tummy

Greg, you're looking wrinkly
Here's some placenta
Now you′re in my way

Oh, red in the nose
I see you came here all alone
I′ll take you home
I'll take you far away

Oh, wrapped in a bow
And you can find us in the throes
That′s how it goes
Just don't pierce a vein

Oh, red in the nose
I see you came here all alone
I′ll take you home
I'll take you far away

Oh, wrapped in a bow
And you can find us in the throes
That′s how it goes
Just don't pierce a vein