Botched Boob Job by Sexcrement
Botched Boob Job lyrics
Botched Boob Job
She opens her eyes to a freak show: She's covered in
Tits,
(From) Head to her Hips-
Bloat, disfigured, a mug like a troll-
A zit on humanities unwashed asshole-
Client after client-
Slut after slut-
They wanted to be noticed, without sucking in their
gut-
A simple surgeon from the city prepares to mutilate
some titty-
An epidermal artist, crazed from correcting female
fallacies-
The butcher of Boobies,
The Hitler of Hollywood-
By playing god at the office, he's turning profits with
his scalpel-
Making models into Mutants- Sewing bitches at the
stitches-
Simple surgical procedures made by altering their
features,
They are gassed to sleep as models, but instead they
wake as creatures-
Skin-deep beauty of Hollywood-
Tattooed freaks on silicon streets-
Rich men roam alleyways with cocaine hard-ons
For diseased Junky Whores
Sin Thrives-
Sex Sells-
Money Talks-
Evil Walks-
She screams with no sound cause her throat is a breast,
"Relax," says the surgeon, "You'll fit with rest."
He points to his walls-
She sees the fucking surgeon is a taxidermist-
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