Big Blue Dress

I've been kicking ass since the dawn of time

I'm just a killing man that's reached my killing prime

I burn and I plunder as it suits my desire

The weapon of my choice is "great balls of fire"

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So why, I ask, it just doesn't make much sense

That a man of my stature should have to wear a dress

I mean what, may I inquire, were you thinking on that day

When you conjured up for a man like me a robe that looks so gay

Ahhhh sit right back and your troubles melt away

Ahhhh he uses fire but his robe looks so gay

I was taught my craft at the dawn of pain

You may not like my methods but you'll surely know my name

I just think incendiary thoughts and my hands burst into flames

A few moments later and you'll never be the same

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So if you're embarrassed and you hang your head in shame

You'd like an opportunity to redeem your worthy name

Well just remember this: when next you look to kill

That a man who's truly skilled can look quite good in twill

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