abrasive, untitled song

Okay, let's hear some guitar
Now let's hear some more guitar, sure
And now let's hear some cowboys
Moaning about unrequited cow love

I love cows
I love cows
I love cows
I love cows

Will someone in this room please
Fuck one of these cowboys?
I've got an application form here
Says you must have lips obese with collagen

Oh collagen
I want to kiss collagen
Gnaw on those pillowy lips
Squirt some on my chin

Please make sure that you apply properly
Or I might have to audit your ass
All the while humming some new wave tune
About naked accountants committing arson

An unpleasant tune from my back catalogue
My fans cursed me out for that one, understandably

I love cows
I love cows
I love cows
I love cows

Will someone please get those
Fucking cowboys out of here?
I'm finding it hard to concentrate
So I want to kill them, maybe I'll kill them

Oh kill them
I want to kill them
Punch them squarely in the neck
Steel toe to the shins

I love cows
I love cows
I love cows
I love cows

Fucking cowboys! You're not so cool
You don't have a Visa card, like I do
Dah dah dah dah...
Okay, end the fucking song

Why did I invite those cowboys to the session


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