Boche’s di*k lyrics
by Shellac
Forty-two ax handles and a plug of star chewing tobacco between his eyes
Babe, you big ox
Forty-two Boche's di*ks and a lie as white as a bad Canadian tie
Wouldn't go halfway from one to the other of his eyes
Begs the question, what about the size
What about the size of a
Mountain of a man, he's a
Mountain of a man indeed