Lyrics:
needed was a martyr
Alone, we cattle are lost
Together, with Bovine Jesus, we are found
I was once lost, two days ago
Away from the paddock, lost in IKEA
I
My gaze lies forward down the gravel street
A beast waits patiently upon it's father's feet
The bovine reaches out his hand as if to say he
that fucking thunder in the trunk
Bovine Bloodline that's what's up
Never heard of me that's tuff
Bovine Bloodline Its my time
Bovine Bloodline Ima Shine
The year is 2206
Cows got beef
Somehow humans still exist
Steve is king
Steve is lord of the meat
He's had enough
Using his bovine satellite
He calls
I don't want a lot for Christmas
There is just one thing I need
I don't care about the Pepsi
Underneath the bovine tree
I just want you for my own
our bovine public
You'd never exist if you wasn't generic
You have to impress our bovine public
I'll never forget how all this begun
And I will
mayhem when you're wrapped up like a wonton at the start
I'll look you in the fucking eye when I tear your cock apart
Bovine Gang on CBT, make your fucking
bovine tonight, I said...
Jog, beef, jog
I'm feeling it
Running with these cows just feels right
Running up a hill with a cow
Running down the street with
bovines, we run free today
We will fight for bovine freedom
And hold our large heads high
We will run free with the Buffalo, or die
Cows with guns
They
Silent night, holy night
All is calm, all is bright
Round yon bovine, Heffer and calf
Holy infant so tender and calm
Sleep in heavenly peace
Sleep in
pissed off
Fuck, this beats getting my testes in a twist
J-Dog, show them how it's done
Lo-fi is fucked, just admit it
Bovine Gang, we were what did it
Oh dear bovine, where do you go when its cold outside you'll catch your death
Oh how I long to hold you, I worry so when your gone
You were going
and ran for the door
Six gallons of gas flowed out on the floor
Run cows run!
He picked up a bullhorn and jumped up on the hay
We are free roving bovines
bovines, we run free today
We will fight for bovine freedom
And hold our large heads high
We will run free with the Buffalo, or die
Cows with guns
They
Winnie the Pooh
Little piece of shit, fill your ass with bamboo
We'll fuck you up, like Carlsen in chess, MSS, bovine finesse
Look at these fucking pedos,
just might stampede
So best just step aside
I'm Bongi the boisterous Buffalo
I'm a bovine herbivore
The horns on my head are built like a church
They're
on the hay
We are free roving bovines, we run free today
We will fight for bovine freedom
And hold our large heads high
We will run free with
on the hay
We are free roving bovines, we run free today
We will fight for bovine freedom
And hold our large heads high
We will run free with
Oh, Irene, Irene
From her udder, I get my butter
My coffee gets its cream
She's no highbrow, but holy cow
She's my Bovine dream
Irene, sweet purveyor
should seek the divine inside the bovine
Praise Cthulhu, hail Bob Ross
Oh My - God
They shot it in the streets and they stock it in the store
Get your hit
Who got beef with me? (Beef)
Who got beef with me? (Who got beef with me?)
I got Bovines in the barns do 70 years for me (Do 7 years for me)
Ay, milk
that I don't cry
Slow brain bovine
Hope you find your path but I know mine
Sunsets, sunrise
Man in the cage don't see no lights
Know pain, no life
Stand
than a time
Held it down-the loving heat-
Softer than a chime
We've seen how Sick Wind blows
But I've got your bovine eyes
I'll love you like I
full-fledged
Four-footed bovine celebrity
Who's gonna ride Bodacious? Who's gonna tame him down?
Look out for Bodacious, he's bound to hold his ground
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