Old - Total Hag lyrics

Look at the total hag reaming an

even older can of catfood...

Hear the flies buzzing through her

bodily openings, bringing with them

the coolest diseases...

Sometimes these flies get caught in the

cobwebs that are draped across her armpits...

LET'S PAY A VISIT TO THE TOTAL HAG

Look and see her age-spots and her

vericous veins...

Just taste the frozen green icicle

hanging off her nostril...

Hear the wheezing cough filling up

the air projecting her diseases...

I've had enough of this...

fellas let's go torment the total hag

Hunchback Turkeyneck Prune-tit Sag...

Let's pay A visit To the Total hag...

Garbage can Catfood Newspaper Bag...

Come on Let's go Let's go The total hag...

the total hag smells like mothballs

I like to scare the prune-tit scag

Drop a match in her shopping bag

Kick her in her Rickets, push her in the road

Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha! I laugh at the total hag...