sandler

Adam sandlers greatest piece of work Lyrics: I am a simple goat I live on the back of a pick-up truck The Old Man tied me here with a 3-foot rope Am I happy he don’t give a fuck He’s filled with anger, and filled with rage And tells me I smell like piss His drink, Jimmy Bean His chaser, a bear After that, various alcohols That’s when the beatings get so severe Asleep I pray he falls But don’t feel sorry for me Things weren’t always this bad Why, when I was a young talking goat The Old Man was just like my dad I come from the hills of Europe That’s where I met the Old Man He was lost in the woods, I gave him directions He gave me a tuna can Then he stopped in his tracks And he said, “Hey Goat! Would you like to live with me? I’ve got a house with a pick-up truck In a place across the sea” I said, “Sure, why not, I’ve got no family You seem like a nice guy” So we went off to America The home of the apple pie On the boat, the Old Man told me I would be a present for his wife “A talking goat!” he exclaimed, “She’d never seen this in her life” I felt so special! Well, I just couldn’t believe it After all theses years I finally had a friend He trimmed my beard He scraped my hooves I prayed it would never end But when we got to his house There was no wife Only a short, short letter It said: “I’m leaving you for your broher Because he fucks me better” His eyes filled with tears of sadness His heart was filled with grief To soothe himself he drank a pint of Old Granddad And beat …

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