Goatfather's son Sacred holy words of loyalty claiming your salvation When the timing of the rulers of your life is depending that their words Are truly
exit - keep the fuck out of my way And you should know by now no one fucking hurts you like you hurt yourself Submission hold around my throat Father, son and holy goat
goats to eat Mother's a junkie, she twisted, so all they got is me I'm the provider, with goals to do much better than my father Whether through drugs
All of them, they must be slaughtered All of them, they must be slaughtered The father, the son They guide the lowly goat The mind it takes to end a
way the tarantulas bite Those federals didn't believe I only came here to watch the bulls fight Tell my mother, "I need a good lawyer" Tell my father
(Reuben) Father, we've something to tell you, a story of our time A tragic but inspiring tale of manhood in its prime You know you had a dozen sons Well
is (Brothers) We're great guys but no-one seems to notice (Narrator) Joseph's charm and winning smile Failed to slay them in the aisle And his father
is Brothers We're great guys but no-one seems to notice (Narrator) Joseph's charm and winning smile Failed to slay them in the aisle And his father
I wasn't looking they threw them to the dogs. After breakfast we spent the rest of the day down at the river watching the goats and braiding and unbraiding
Laugh at the tragedies Mock with disrespect Goats under rule of father time Leaches pass judgment on their fellow kind And die when their inner self goes
Na na na na naa na na Na na na na All alone Got a girl in the city Hey, got a room and a place for two Got a goat and a phone, I said "Boy, you are
is Shub - Niggurath - Father of The world of Horror, And Ram of The Sun . . . There is Cthulhu - Eternal Serpent who sleeps There is The Goat of a
of blood that make a child stop That's the rights of thugs that keep it wild hot I hate you, say to pray to a heavenly father It's fatal, like a NATO
Father, we've something to tell you, a story of our time A tragic but inspiring tale of manhood in its prime You know you had a dozen sons, well, now
cross Christ has risen... with horns! ICHTUS! Iniquitys mystery revealed! Iesous Christos Theou Uios Soter Where there was thorns shall be the horns of a goat
