Mustard uhh behold    hahahahaha    The story that I 'd rather not have told    Of a mustard mayhem       I'm bathing and I'm running in my sleep    From Mustard Man    He chases me into the last sunrise    And fucks me in his Mom's minivan       Mustard man wu-wu, bow down    I must serve you    I am on the ground    Bowing to your mustard shit    Lick your ass at the end of it    I will march for you mustard man    I'll make you bad       Wu, Wu when I shit, when I try to run away mustard man whipped me    With his mustard chain, and his mustard seeds pissed in my face    And I bleed.       Mustard-Disease       You think it's hot, well try on these jeans    Made of (wickert?) and they've got horse fleas, Mustard in my jeans       Whoa!       Mustard God I'm on my knees,    Bowing for you, its hot    I feel pleasure, won't you please    Serve me twice tonight I'd eat    Wu, Wu    Mustard seeds like I said up in my head    Jam them with some sugarcane    Pleasure so good and I feel not pain       Wu Wu mustard makes me cry, I hate it.    Suicide       I'd rather die, than eat mustard flies, in a bowl of shit-stains, snot and die    You don’t know how it feels to have a girl break my heart.    And rip it out, and tell me mustard    She'd rather fuck mustard, never!       Mustard God, don’t take away from me, the pleasure of a young girl, who? I’m gonna marry you.       I’ve got a broken heart from a mustard girl. She rocks my world, and now I’m allergic and on my knees and deserted.       Mustard downloads in my ROM, I need a piece of shit, all I can feel, my hand is mustard(?), Wu, Wu, I don’t need that, I like custard, um       Mustard    Marching for Mr. Mustard.       Urh, uh, oh, oh yeah…