The
Black Sash Passes
By The Black Sash
Kneel down right now, get down, get down,
I am the only show in town,
And unless you seek an unGodly thrashing
You'll pay respect for the Black Sash passing
I'll wave my hand and smile and wave
at those who bow. I'll hit so hard their cheeks will cave
in from the force of my blows, those who slur my name, will all
feel the congested pain of a broken nose,
that's how it goes. I'm stronger than God, I'm smarter than Jesus,
I'll give the devil a kick in his ass, then I'll
stab him in the back. The Black Sash always knows when to attack,
I'm born upper class, now kneel as I pass.
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