The Kicking Machine

Any more lazy He won't eat or speak Running, raving, headless leading Little horned animal They will burn in poison Forget everything Rotten, raving, headless leading Animal is homeless Round head, so big He's here to pull their eyes out now, for the picking My god, it's all remaining My man, so big Keeps me here to pulverize, I'm down, for the many My god, it's all remaining