Ski Mask Sacrifice Lyrics
Yeti Love Spinach Long Time Lyrics
Everyone needs a favorite food,
Unfortunately yetis are separated indefinitely from theirs.
Thankfully, every ten years,
We spend hard earned, placed in stripper’s underwear,
Government dollars.
Popeye clones are anti-liposuction with spinach,
Wiped of their memories, and sent into the hills.
There they are torn open in the manner befitting a cooked lobster.
When yetis get their fill of spinach,
It means no blue, pixilated skier fatalities will occur.
Unless we piss off the yetis by tracking them,
With video cameras and shooting them with tranquilizer darts.
