Mustard uhh behold
Hahahaha
A story that I rather not have told
Of a mustard mayhem!

I'm riding and I'm running in my sleep
From mustard man
He chases me ˜til the last sunrise
And fucks me in his mom's mini van

Mustard man whoa, whoa bow down
I must serve you
I am on the ground
Bowing to your mustard shit
Lick your ass at the end of it
I will march for you mustard man; I'd lick you bad

Wu, Wu when I shit, when I try to run away, mustard man whipped me with his mustard chain,
And his mustard seeds pissed in my face
And I bleed; Mustard¦ disease!

You think it's hot, which I don't need jeans they've got whickered,
And they've got horse fleas,
Mustard in my dreams. Whoa!

Mustard god I'm on my knees bowing for you it's hot
I feel pleasure, won't you please serve me twice tonight I need
Wu, Wu
Mustard seeds like I set up in my head
Jam them with some sugarcane, pleasured so good and I feel the pain

Wu Wu mustard makes me cry, I hate it.
Suicide

I'd rather die then eat mustard flies, in a bowl of shit stains, snot and die
You don't know how it feels to have a girl break my heart.
And rip it out, into mustard
She'd rather fuck mustard, never!

Mustard God, don't take away from me, the pleasure of a young girl,
Who I'm gonna marry
You!

I've got a broken heart from a mustard girl
She rocks my world, and now I'm allergic and on my knees and perverted

Mustard down loads in my wrong, I need a piece of shit
A log can feel my hands with mustard,
Wu, Wu, I don't need that I like custard, um

Mustard
Marching for Mr. Mustard

Urh, uh, oh, oh yeah¦