Supadupamachoman

Dust To Dust

Compositor: Rob Traynor

He's driving in his fancy car
You find him at your local bar

Knock you out bathe in cologne
Never leaves the girls alone
He's loud and makes his presence known, he's as a star

Clown, why you always got to be around in my way?
A major ass on grand display

He's a supa dupa macho man
If he can't fuck her, no one can
He's a supa dupa macho man
Designer clothes and a cheap suntan

Steroids pumping through his veins
He has three beers and goes insane

If he can't get laid he's gonna fight
So someone better show him love tonight
The home team lost and that ain't right, you're to blame

Clown, why you always got to bring us down? And I say
I wish that you would go away
You fucking clown, why you always got to be around in my way?
A major ass on grand display

He's a supa dupa macho man
If he can't fuck her, no one can
He's a supa dupa macho man
Designer clothes and a cheap suntan

Disco dancing loudmouth fool
Really thinks he's ultra-cool
He's the owner of that there bar stool
With his giant arms and two inch tool

He's a supa dupa macho man
If he can't fuck her, no one can
He's a supa dupa macho man
Designer clothes and a cheap suntan
Supa dupa macho man
If he can't fuck her, no one can
He's a supa dupa macho man
Designer clothes and a cheap suntan