[Lyric] THE FUN MOUNTAIN LADY (Kovin Kestnar)

[Intro: Sample]
It's time for us to have a serious discussion. The plan is that you will be dressed as a priest to help you get away in the pandemonium afterwards. Chunjin will give you a two-piece sniper's rifle that fits nicely into a special bag. There's a spotlight booth that won't be in use. It's up under the roof on the Eighth Avenue–

[Verse: Kovin Kestnar]
I'm the fun mountain women, threw my husband out to hoodlums
Put a dozen rounds into 'em, then I let the rats consume him
This the anti-masker movement with a plan for mass rеcruitment
If the casket's back to movеment, we just put a match up to it, like
Boom, the propaganda spreader
I'll behead my predecessor, turn his flesh into a sweater
Then I'll sow him back together like, boom
Genocide waterslide, pandemic pesticide
What can I incentivize to get you through this spread of lies
When everything is televised with ethics true and best for I?
Dishonest, you have present time, so
I feel like Chunjin with a sniper on a roof
Got a hundred rounds of Gin while I'm fighting a recluse
It's crawling in my skin, watch me turn to a masseuse
I will never tell my kids that I'm jumpin' off the roof
My addictions might control me, but affliction won't console me
What I've written only shows me that my mission is to know me, so
[Interlude: Sample]
You are to shoot the presidential nominee through the head and then Johnny will rise gallantly to his feet and lift Ben Arthur's body in his arms, faces the cameras and begin to speak. The speech is short, but it's the most rousing speech I've ever read

[Outro: Kovin Kestnar]
Facebook, I'm the Facebook monster
Trace book, I'm the trace book monster
Facebook, I'm the Facebook monster
Trace book, I'm the trace book monster