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war toilets haven't been invented yet. |
I beg to differ. Didn't that guy Fozzy write a song about them?
Generals gathered in their asses
Just like movements at black masses
Evil turds that plop destruction
Sorcerers of death's constipation
In the bowl the logs be burning
As the war machine keeps flushing
Death and T.P. for my bunghole
Occupying their brainwashed minds... Oh shit yeah!