Thread: 5 Bar Superstar!

Crocodile tears, held the blaster to his head and committed suicide
Marvin the Martian life is do or die
So I arrived at the rave with the ‘yons and gun
And downed me a pill and started making out with blondes
Yeah it was fun, easily the best day of that month

Until that guy named Gunth
popped up with a punt
Strait into the bump
of a lump on that dude's stump
Wunder what happened to his old man rump...

closed casket funeral and I was sitting at the front
the flowers looked cheap, and the place was a dump
Gunths wife was there and she didn't shead a tear
and she talked about going on a vacation this year
i couldn't help but think, man what a whore

Doesn't she know Radiohead's on tour? What is she, four? I wish I could see...what it's like to be....a real boy.

but my nose kept growing and i remained a toy
and you know where this is going, don't try to play coy
i'm just a little dummy, not to be confused with a midget
my conscious is a top hat wearing green effing cricket
I was swallowed by a whale on my last fishing trip

Well, I fell off the ship, into a pile of shit, where i saw a tit, and i threw a fit. A tit should not reside in shit.

i divide the fifth
plead it, and provide the rich
an agreement that will supply the lift
I'm not conceited, I just know my gift
to do what I do when it's time to rip

My coffee I sip
No, wait, I slurp
Nevermind, I chug chug chug
Am I wired or am I crashing?
Empty is my coffee mug

I ate a tasty tidbit, I think it was a bug,
I think I misbit, it tasted bitter, like a slug.
Uh-oh, whoops, I feel it sliding down my gullet!
Disgusting, gross, it's worse than Billy Ray's mullet!
Somebody call the doctor, I need a dose of ipecac...

If you can't vomit I'll show you the latest pic of my crack
If you don't stack, I will scrunch tissues to crank up my rack
You're pretty much gay if you don't feel attacked
I'll totally pray, that you understand and still proceed to feel swayed
To the dark side of at least bisexuality, away from being straight.

I fear for this thread's fate,
It seems as though it may be too late.
Then again, it's only been about four days,
Five days if you count the thirty first, but anyways...
Let's get this thread rollin' again

and my minds back open my friend
I'll spit bars by myself if people ever decided to stop replying
it's one of the few things i love in life, but it's not a top ten
more like, a top five, and i'll tell you this with a grin
if you didn't get the last line i suggest you read it again.

please don't tell me my writs left your mind superseded again
I got power thats unlimited will never get depleted my friend
renewable like a seed that'll sprut trees of life
yet i'm still closed in with the stress and the strife
I tell myself it's more than a game, but sometimes I think i'm lying.