Bandy Clunk – WHAT A SICK JOKE Lyrics

WHAT A SICK JOKE – Bandy Clunk Lyrics

When you were in Ohio

Genis was a G, now the G is gone

That G, that’s penis, the penis long

Long time since I hopped on a song

But my bars are mean like the evil bong

Bars too tight like an evil thong

Thong thunked and thinkin’, I’m well hung

I’m hung up on the way this shit’s been

Three Geens in Genis, on the track two man

Pray comes back soon

Cuz Genis ain’t Genis without the goon

Goon, goon, gone

This shit is wrong

A twinkie winky used to have me singing songs but

Now we got one less

To undress for our weekly sweaty

Group distress

I can’t deal with this, I miss feeling your lips

I still remembеr when you used to say “just the tip”

Don’t givе me a pass, I want a dick in my ass

Come on twinkie, bring back the gas

Chungus never seemed so sus

So sus, so sus

He vents to electrical

I am not crazy, I am not crazy

I know he swapped those numbers

I knew it was 1216, one after Magna Carta

As if I could ever make such a mistake

Never, never, I just couldn’t prove it

You think this is bad? This chicanery?

He’s done worse

Are you telling me that a man just happens to fall like that?

No! He orchestrated it!

He defecated through a sunroof

And I saved him, and I shouldn’t have

What was I thinking

He’ll never change, he’ll never change

But not our Jimmy, not our precious Jimmy

Stealing them blind

And he gets to be a lawyer

What a sick joke

Cowboy gun, clunk