The Ballad of a Mistress


It's a misery tale of a whore
she's dirty and lustful
oh wait, there's plenty and more
it's no doubt, she's hateful

there goes the girl
looking for a dick of two
so long until she'll twirl
but still no dick for her too

chasing away those glory
she's too old and too ugly
there's so much to worry
cause sins had tormented her violently

your whoreish is killing you
no dick can help you fly
who to blame, well it's you
the misery whore who meant to die

Dear whore please cry
your days will end soon
please go and die
your sins are a doom