(Intro)
The Unthroboxes, Red Rum, yeah, September 2018

(Verse 1)
My fat belly pumping in the head and the brains
Music mysterious entertainment and the block into his brains
With hockey stick cuttin off your head
All you lousy lovers decapitatin heads
It's only come true I have no hand
Begin to force you to break the hole of wheels to the stails
Watch your brain throbbing down your nose
And you will lay down in the grave then I'll bring you some rose
Givin up ya in the authority jar
I always be here to come true for your rose
You need to get down on your knees and get you came out
Humanities upon of the flame on
I'm on the one who gets started by my last breath
Legs crews running enough to death
Arrange my fat belly with my new lightsaber
Light you on flames, introduce the lightsaber
They can be stupid, chance forests except
Drama town of the last introducing step
Overlay down in your last for my hunter
For my next obsessions tearing apart
Whodunnit bring discussion, directing for my line
For having me strike for the rest of my life
Murder mystery next week, caught for my cast
Outside through the darkness, you need to be past
Demon cutting with my lightsaber sword
For my next day of the episode reward
Now give up my toys to clear my chores
I drink your body parts with fruit punch bowl we force
For my next family, your own brains in with my manual stores
No one seems like that you can get towards
The one they're causing trouble my next enemy
Get assembly when I survives around while I'm fattening
Slice that toys arm with my axe and knife
I drink the toys so I am alive
I hope you're getting cold on my fat belly monster
Punishing my toys and I inter the monster
Face disintegrates, get caught by demons
Your hands amputate, gets disgraced by [?]
Giving me cold there is they destroy
Destroy his arms, hanging up my toys in the forest
Block you in toilet puppet requirements
Having no choice but you even try to fight it
Materials concerts for the theatre beast mode
The scariest is displace on the demon beast mode
Concerned it and confessed by my big fat bellies
The belly will be in my [?] another tellies
I need to spit the dead body skeletons
Alien reductive for the elephants
Brush the toys around your neck and off ya head, put you in the face
Madness of the opposition in the space
I'm gonna break the toys in your mouth
Reputate the story with my brightest skylines
Breaking up the heart when it's flatlines
Creeping the whole crew, it's the time of the maniac
And give up with my next runs fat belly maniac
I keep brain in the beginning lake of fire
Entering the elements for the next desire
(Hook)
Have to scrape your hair with my chisel so we're learning (x8)

(Outro)
The Unthroboxes