Don't Tell A Soul

Artist: Jeff Hill
Album: My Quarantine
Label: 434 Noise
Release: May 1, 2009

You call me your little honey
I just do it for the money
But don’t tell a soul

I sniffed out some prime meat
She won’t find out when I cheat
But don’t tell a soul

You are welcome to my flock
Though I just fleece you on the spot
But don’t tell a soul

I have pride from shoulder to fingers
I hate kikes, spics, gooks,and niggers
But don’t tell a soul

I want to take a butcher knife
And murder my ex-wife
But don’t tell a soul

I like young tender flesh
With their delicious flat chests
But don’t tell a soul

Deny it but you know it’s true
This is true for each of you
But don’t tell a soul