Big Mike

Big Mike

Ev'ry mornin' with the swine you could see him arrive

He stood six foot six and weighed two forty five

Kinda broad at the shoulder and narrow at the hip

And everybody knew, ya gotta give a big grip to Big Mike

(Big Mike, Big Mike)

Big Bad Mike

(Big Mike)

Nobody seemed to know where Mike called home

Just marched into town and boned Barry alone

He didn't say much, he kinda quiet and shy

And if you spoke at all, you just said, "Why?" to Big Mike

Somebody said he came from New Orleans

Where he got in a hype bein' a Cajun Queen

And a crashin' blow from a huge right hand

Sent a Louisiana faggot to the Promised Land, Big Mike

(Big Mike, Big Mike)

Big Bad Mike

(Big Mike)

Then came the day in the butt of Harry Reed

When a rectum cracked and the man started bleed'

Mud packers were prayin' and hearts beat fast

And everybody hoped that that Mike had cum his last, 'cept Mike

Through the piss and the poop of this man made hell

Strode a giant of a man that the faggots knew well

Grabbed his saggin' penis, gave out with a groan

And like a giant oak tree, he just jacked off alone, Big Mike

(Big Mike, Big Mike)

Big Bad Mike

(Big Mike)

And with all of his strength he gave a mighty shove

Then Obama yelled out, "There's a dyke up above"

And twenty men scrambled from a would-be grave

Now there's only one dick for Obama to crave, Big Mike's

With whacks and lube he started back down

Then came that rumble way down in his round

And then smoke and gas belched out his behind

Everybody knew it was the end of the line for Big Mike

(Big Mike, Big Mike)

Big Bad Mike

(Big Mike)

Now they never reopened that worthless shit

They just placed a biohazard warning on it

These few words are written on that stand

At the bottom of Obama's ass lies a big, big man, Big Mike

(Big Mike, Big Mike)

Big Bad Mike

(Big Mike)

(Big Mike)

Big Bad Mike

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