God Hates a Friday

MIKE PATTON PARODIES

ARTISTTomahawk
ALBUM: Tomahawk (Self-Titled)
LABEL: Ipecac Records
RELEASED: October 30, 2001
DURATION: 42:10 – 13 Tracks
SONG: God Hates A Coward
LYRICSCosmic Jester
COMMENTS: “This one was pretty straight
forward and I feel like this all the time..”
PARODY: God Hates A Friday
I’ll sow my seeds with a metric grosseNo footsteps go beyond itI’ll eat the dirtWhere the rooster crowsFresh rodeos, yee-harlotCheck your pulse in your teardropsMake you a cyclops

Breakin’ the branches off your family tree

Keep you up like a fluffer girl

Leak out enough, with a

Look in the sewer for my pedigree

Your duly cause repeats its pulse

And makes your tears, as you needed too

Make me blow my brain out, pointin’ a gun

While im thinking of you

But I’m hangin’ tough!

Day, by, day, by, day, by, day, by

Day, by, day, by, day, by, day, by

Listen closer to your mother

You can hear ocean roar

Sittin’ quiet in the corner

Put another record on

God hates a coward, sonny

Got a date with your VCR

Watch another action movie

Dream of me

On the only piano,

I wrote the fuckin’ concerto

Shoot pool with your eyeballs, rack ’em up

Make a meal of your asshole

Gnaw on your fat soul

Dipping your heart in my vinegar

Like you know you ‘sappeared?

Just like you knew they would live

Yourself comin’ to bed

And if you’re comin’ to pick

And then you’re comin’ to scream

And then I’m comin’ to kill

I’ll never finish my paper, I’ll burn it up

Day, by, day, by, day, by, day, by

Day, by, day, by, day, by, day, by

Day, by, day, by, day, by …

I’ll fall asleep, my alarm clock goesHeard footsteps, open closetsI feel like dirtWhen the rooster crowsNo Cheerios, or omlettesHear my pulse in my head lotsWish I was dead lots

Grabbin’ for earplugs that are next to me

Wake me up tomorrow, would ya

Aint had enough, a-yuh

Won’t go to school from eight-o-clock to three

I’ll hear a song that’s way too long

It hurts my ears, on the radio

Help me shut my brain off, sleeping again

I’m not going to work

I hate getting up!

Day, Monday, Monday, Monday, Mon-

Day, Monday, Monday, Monday, Mon..

Everything is nice and quiet

Then you hear rooster crow

Laying down under the covers

Put another blanket on

God should have made it sunday

Had a date with my VCR

Watched another horror movie.

Got no sleep

Gotta go to the bathroom

But I can’t move a muscle

Won’t open my eyeballs, rackin’ Z’s

Dreampt I was in a castle

Meetin’ Picasso

Switching his paint with malt vinegar

Then my bedroom appeared

And I just don’t want to live

I’m just comin’ to bed,

And if you’re comin to wake,

And then I’m gonna get sick,

And then I’m takin’ a pill,

It should be Saturday, and I’m throwin’ up

Day, Monday, Monday, Monday, Mon-

Day, Monday, Monday, Monday, Mon-

Day, Monday, Monday, Mon …

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