Hey, Mean Mr. Bossman (Song)

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'''Hey, Mean Mr. Bossman''' is a song that is sung by an unknown country singer on [[SpongeBob SquarePants|SpongeBob]]'s record player in the episode: [[Squid on Strike (Episode)|Squid on Strike]]. The instrumental version is also heard in the title card.
 
'''Hey, Mean Mr. Bossman''' is a song that is sung by an unknown country singer on [[SpongeBob SquarePants|SpongeBob]]'s record player in the episode: [[Squid on Strike (Episode)|Squid on Strike]]. The instrumental version is also heard in the title card.
  
  Hey, Mean Mr. Bossman,
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  Here I come
I'm a-quittin' this here job
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They call me
You've been outside gettin' tan
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A beast like none before
And I've been gettin' robbed
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I suck the abscess of dead infants
 
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I want some more
My life is worth so much more
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I Am Baby Killer
Than a dollar 'n' ten an hour
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I kill pregnant slts and whres!!
Wakin' up by the quareter to four
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And I'm startin' ta turn sour
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So, Hey, Mean Mr. Bossman,
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I'm a-quittin' this here job
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I'm sick of eatin' old bran
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And living like a slob.
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You've got me living like a slob!  
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Splaying inside the womb
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Red and wet I tear chunks from the pssy Red and wet mangled unborn baby
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Eat the meat dripping from filthy...
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Cmstained, blood-soaked, rotten ct Infant skull exploding in my mouth
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It's brain on the floor
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I grab it's tongue and tear it out
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Dead meat for me. I can't believe
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How much this baby is bleeding
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It's tiny stumps pours out more
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Than it's dead mothers open sores
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It's guts paint the floor
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It's flesh I shall gorge.
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It seems feasting on young infant flesh has made my smen leak.
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I am aroused. Fk I'm crazy
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I fck the blood. I need meat on my cck.
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No meat can satisfy me. I must spew my seed
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Spunk flows throughout the mangled infant. now I'll chop it up
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Chunks of guts fly as I stand with baby skin all over me
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Forcing the blood-soaked gore unmercifully down my throat
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Pieces of baby are lodged inside of me
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Over and over I feast oI feast on it's death
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It's all gone. I want some more
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I turn to it's mother
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Blood is still flowing strongly from her butchered psy
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I drink from her fountain, stench of menstrual gore
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Gagging on chunks of sliced up pssy
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I feel pressure....
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Pushing in my brain
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The force caves in my head
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My eyes eject slowly
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Where's my knife?
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I plunge my knife in
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Inside my head
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My veins are seeping
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Warm streams of red
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My tongue tastes so horrid
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I must swallow it
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Gore taste so scrumptious
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Enough to wash it down with pss
  
  
 
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Revision as of 17:59, 10 December 2017

Hey, Mean Mr. Bossman is a song that is sung by an unknown country singer on SpongeBob's record player in the episode: Squid on Strike. The instrumental version is also heard in the title card.

Here I come

They call me A beast like none before I suck the abscess of dead infants I want some more I Am Baby Killer I kill pregnant slts and whres!!

Splaying inside the womb Red and wet I tear chunks from the pssy Red and wet mangled unborn baby Eat the meat dripping from filthy... Cmstained, blood-soaked, rotten ct Infant skull exploding in my mouth It's brain on the floor I grab it's tongue and tear it out Dead meat for me. I can't believe How much this baby is bleeding It's tiny stumps pours out more Than it's dead mothers open sores It's guts paint the floor It's flesh I shall gorge. It seems feasting on young infant flesh has made my smen leak. I am aroused. Fk I'm crazy I fck the blood. I need meat on my cck. No meat can satisfy me. I must spew my seed Spunk flows throughout the mangled infant. now I'll chop it up Chunks of guts fly as I stand with baby skin all over me Forcing the blood-soaked gore unmercifully down my throat Pieces of baby are lodged inside of me Over and over I feast oI feast on it's death It's all gone. I want some more I turn to it's mother Blood is still flowing strongly from her butchered psy I drink from her fountain, stench of menstrual gore Gagging on chunks of sliced up pssy I feel pressure.... Pushing in my brain The force caves in my head My eyes eject slowly Where's my knife? I plunge my knife in Inside my head My veins are seeping Warm streams of red My tongue tastes so horrid I must swallow it Gore taste so scrumptious Enough to wash it down with pss

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