This is a song about "Lamb meatballs"

Mary had a little lamb, it's fleece was bathed in blood,

Who the fuck invited mr. i don't give a fuck

You slaughtered the lamb of god, for your work you get no raise!

The marathon of this game always changes in pace

Mary had a little lamb, it's fleece was black as coal,

Cause with your hand in my hand and a pocket full of soul

The lamb he doesn't bother me, when he starts to eat my eyes,

And i refuse to camoflauge with other guys

Toss your daughter in the water like a lamb to the slaughter,

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her

Mary let's the lamb lead on, and everything is well,

Cause i feed you well. every sneaker, hell

Faxed a train, and killed a jam, cracks unchained a skilled lamb,

Wanted to go skate, can't, now my day is borin', damn