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Aw Crud, what a dud
A fuddy duddy
That's funny, that mummy

I hate you wall
I'm sorry wall
I didn't mean that at all.

A Maroon 
With
Putrid sludge (mud)
Blacked crud (mud)
Think and rank (mud)
Smelly gank (mud)
Earthy pus (mud)
Human rust (mud)
Fills your head (mud)
When
wait till Friday night
It's time to f*** or fight 
We'll get a gut full of suds 
We'll go hammer some cruds 
Have a beer with fear cold ones 
On my
Revealing, crud
An hour before
I'm walking through the rain
And scratching on her window screen
I've come to cut cupid's heart out
I've come to take your
Ready Up for Grub
Thinking Stinking Sewage Drinking Drown In Filthy Crud
so tired of the same old crud
Sweet baby, I need fresh blood
Whoo, howl

The moon shines in the autumn sky
Growin' cold, the leaves all die
I'm
And get hot and cold running crud!

See the halibuts and the sturgeons
Being wiped out by detergeons.
Fish gotta swim and birds gotta fly,
But they
so tired of the same old crud
Sweet baby I need fresh blood

The moon shines on the autumn sky
Growin' cold the leaves all die
I'm more alone than
can pitch in
Cleaning crud up in the kitchen
As we sing along

Trill a cheery tune in the tub
As we scrub a stubborn mildew stain
Lug a hair ball
on the street corner
Say, "Hey I'm a lonely loner"
She looks at me like I'm some sort of crud
Fast cars pass me by
Everybody curse me why
Find a donut in
Victim role bribed
Lying
Crying
Deriding
Backstabbing head of crud

Manipulative scum
The time has come to meet the saw
Your misery is but one step
to the surface

Cruddy crud epidermis
Skin melt fashion
Burning man passion
Seek a sense of shelter
Within an oasis of deprivated clowns
We'll take a trip
worship deceases its crud 
Dead dogs under tires and mud
Sunday morning I'm going to lie
"Sunday morning sorrow will die."
Comets bleeding through black
I`m hype that the company`s selling me
Because they`ll take a dud, talk some crud and then push him
But in the next year, someone new will just
(Bill Fries, Chip Davis)

We is screamin' through the valley
Where the Nishnabotna flows
Through the mud and crud and cornfields
Where
I'm hungry for your cunt odor taste
That drips on your panties from your pussy to my face
I wanna suck the crud that drips from your waste
I wanna
Factory bits and other crud
To their crippled fortune goes
Lost somewhere in time

Lost somewhere, way back in time
Lost far beyond reason and rhyme
of the blue came this mind-blowing zoo
A collection of mutated crud
Death on their hips
There was foam on their lips
And behind them a shadow of blood
They
there.
Where all the stray dogs, junkdogs and demons all ______ the tread
Dispose of your dead and sift right through the crud and the slime.

While
crud"
They're walking on the border, love that wild side
They're walking on the border, ain't they feeling fine
Back in Brownsville Texas, a week
and crud...

Avulsion of salted tonsils
Gavaged with a spoon
Your scrotal sac torn open
And stuffed with ano-genital grume...
(Next, next)
That voice that stinks of garlic
Foul drink and crud
It's the voice of nations
And the voice of blood
(Next, next)
And since then
Each woman
look very good"
I'm on fire

Leonard Cohen is working a day job they say
It's part of the price every artist must pay
And I swear by the crud
the ill manure
So bring Mr. Clean, Drano, and Roto Rooter
No matter what you do, you can't get through the
Crud that comes out of your system
You're another
I make $4.25
Barely enough to stay alive
And it sucks making minimum wage
The same as people half my age
My brain is turning into crud
And my name

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