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big boy


I bake carrot cake

I bake carrot cake for the birthdays and beyond

Even though I hate carrot cake I bake the damn thing and

my hands are orange!

I do it all for you goddamn

i do

Look you see they lost after all

I had to be bigger than the big man to prove it to him

I had to be bigger than the big ones that sat their big asses down on my big man

Bigger than the big buildings that the big bums climb all under

Bigger than the moon man and bigger than the atom bomb

Bigger than the Beatles 

Bigger than Jesus, hell.

I had to be big to beat em 

Big to beat them down I showed them

And now I took away their wedding churches hah!

And I'm picking up all the cookie crumbs and putting them in the fire! Fuck em. 

I'm the big boss now and the shadow I cast

Brings winter across the world forever and ever 

The big man would be proud

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