I am feeling good, my older son is 2 years old today and we took him out for his first haircut, dinner and just roaming around in town. He's asleep now and didn't make it to open his presents.
Bologna at our door step, purring like a pussy cat
we drink your blood like a honey milk shake,
Now Old Lady take your cake right off your plate
eat it right in your face, and you can get a taste
Nothing, nothing, we aint scared of nothing
turn bologna intro bolognese and then go feasting
passes so tight you call that passing virgin
now come and let us celebrate a black and white halloween