[Bullet Magnet]

Molluck the Glukkon,
Was a heartless corporate bitch.
With a smart sharp suit and cigar to boot,
He was clearly filthy rich.

Molluck the Glukkon,
He left and ran away.
'Cause he he could not save
Himself from one slave,
And he lost the Farms one day.

There must have been few profits,
To make that old Gluk frown.
He made a plan to save his job,
And to turn that trend around.

Molluck the Glukkon,
Chose to chop up all the slaves.
But Abe overheard
He got every word,
So his friends he'd have to save.

Molluck the Glukkon,
He watched and he got pissed.
So he said "let's gas
Everybody's ass,
There ain't no one that we'll miss."

Sligs ran to catch Abe,
With a boomstick in each hand.
Running here and there
'Round the bloody lair,
But the mud they could not land.

Abe made it to the Farm's boardroom
And fried the CEOs
A slig bashed him down with his gun
and then dragged him with his bro's

Molluck the Glukkon,
Tried to drop Abe in the saw.
But the freed slaves sent
A surprise present ,
And it shocked him too the core.

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Look at Molluck fry
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He's such a crispy guy.