"Dogfish Rising" lyrics

There's a dog loose in the wood

Dogfish risin'
It's good fo' gnawin'
Right-wing in lieu
In the 1990s
Mm
That's got a nice groove to it there
I give [?]
I saw a human hand
Windmills like two
Somethin' at my left
(Screaming sphincter muscles)
Post-sniff scrunchies
What the?

Dogfish risin'
Burn them for their nipples
'Nother rubber Rolex
So skinny odd knows
Who wrote these -in' lyrics?

Battery-powered power tool
Black and decker dildos
Fully-covered pocket
(Pop it with bullets) Pop it with balls
God spokes to me
Hootie

Dogfish risin'
Blistered cabbage
Poor fish toenail
Poor thing crawls
Why take free lotion?
Hmm

Lactate freely
Back bunk mushrooms
Foot, clip, lick mud
Redneck percussion
Back off fuck-head!

Dogfish risin'
Pinted carpet art
Pinpoint penis blood
Quarter-inch off fat
What are you laughin' at?

[?] squeegee
Crisp cookie crisp food finger
Bug raw in stick wit
Quit corn beef scotus
Fuck it! That dogfish is dead

I'm gettin' the hell out of here, guys
See ya later
Have a good life
Don't even bother payin' me
Fuck this
It pours the lotion on the skin
It pours the lotion on the skin
New dick slick rod
The goddamn lotions
Smithers?
([?] get you guys could afford to record this in a real studio)
Yes, Mr. Burns? (Sick [?] fuckin')
Bring me this band
Extra supreme hold on my yearn saddle kids college special
Those biscuits are in abundance tonight
Alright! [?]
(Sniff my fannies, please!)
(And my creamer!)
(Sniff my creamer, you motherfucker!)
(Sniff my fannies, please!)
([?] skinner)
Crusty, fuzzy nuts
Bye!