Now Then lyrics

Now then Now then Really glad to be a career inmate in this jail You weigh that much They hang your ass Your head pops off You big fat lump Without a bean Now then Now then Whose child is that you carry inside your womb? The dad is gone The baby's fucked Before it's born A bastard kid What will you do? Now then Now then Now then If you're displeased with yout insane sex drive There are better ways Of curing it Than slicing off Both your balls With some old knife Now then Now then Now then