Manure Trail
Do you wanna know the way to hell,
just follow the smell
Do you wanna know the path to hell,
just follow the droppings on the road to perdition
It will lead you well ...
Yep, follow the manure trail
Chuck your wagon down that crowded path
Should you feel the need to get more unclean,
take a brown liquid bath
There's plenty of droppings to coat your casket
Should your hunger to do evil persist,
do wicked things you can't resist
There's plenty of droppings to put in your lunch basket
Do you wanna know how to get to hell,
just follow the smell
Follow the brown brick road
of the manure trail
Give the wicked wizard of the deep,
your soul to keep
So all of you evil peeps,
if you hear the sound of those hell bells
Calling you to chuck your wagon
down the road to perdition
Smell the breath of the dragon
Move along doggy at your own volition,
and just follow the smell
Doggone it, keep your nose to the ground
of the manure trail
Copyright © Freddie Robinson Jr. | Year Posted 2017
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