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Old MacDonald's Straight-Edge Dilemma
old macdonald bless his soul
he just broke his straight-edge roll
ee-i-ee-i-ee-i-needle in the eye ee-i-ee-o
he can’t farm with out crop harm
his lucky charm has come up craps
he runs through his misery
but guilt can’t go so he drinks 4-0
eeny meanie miney mo
pink elephant by the toe
djamalodine and vladimir
drink vodka old mac opts for beer
poor old soul
well ran dry
and to his land a kiss goodbye
farmer kicked right off the land
his golden dreams turn into sand
old macdonald
bless his damn soul
farmer pushed right off the land
his golden dreams turn into sand
he just broke his straight-edge roll
old macdonald feels the ‘x’es burn his eyes
now old man will meet grandad
at water hole called ‘pickled mind’
play a game called vomit up
and they try to beat my behind
drown sorrow in alcohol
they get big beer muscle attack
buried deep inside the gut
me and mac and rum and jack
go and fuel the old mind up
stories full of brown a-hol
stories make the sparkles fly
from inside the pink eyeball
old man blowing old man holes
size of kingdom size of come
into what was once a
pon a time the non-fiction
old macdonald
bless his damn soul
farmer pushed right off the land
his golden dreams turn into sand
he just broke his straight-edge roll
old macdonald feels the ‘x’es burn his eyes
go and fuel the old mind up
stories full of brown a-hol
stories make the sparkles fly
from inside the pink eyeball
old man blowing old man holes
size of kingdom size of come
into what was once a
pon a time the non-fiction
old macdonald
bless
his soul
he just broke his straight-edge roll
ee-i-ee-i-ee-i-needle in the eye ee-i-ee-o
he can’t farm with out crop harm
his lucky charm has come up craps
he runs through his misery
but guilt can’t go
old macdonald feels the ‘x’es burn his eyes
