Jim Howell beat his wife so his brother-in-law fired him

We were trying to think of the way we could help him out

I saw you wearing a 311 t shirt and reading french poetry

To your lesbian lover who was wearing a beret



I paid Jim Howell to rape you

I paid Jim Howell to rape you

I paid Jim Howell to rape you

I paid Jim Howell to rape you



First we gave him a fifth of Old Crow and some Schlitc

We told him you'd probably be at random Road Mother show

While you were talking to Joe Bonni about clove cigarettes

He yanked you away and fucked you up the ass



RAPED, RAPED, RAPED, YOU GOT RAPED BY JIM HOWELL

RAPED, RAPED, RAPED, YOU GOT RAPED BY JIM HOWELL