THE CULT OF NASTY - HYMN THREE Lyrics

We eat ass
We Smoke grass
Like dad God said
We Got big gas
We get so high
On our own supply
But don't worry no
We never run dry
Cuz We got a guy
That keep us so high
We are here to brainwash all you and spread that Nasty through all of you minds
Don't you know
We get low
Sex with our drugs
Making rocks roll
Thongs in our Crack
Cheeks ready to smack
Juicy ass thighs
Sweat drips down our back
Then down to our sacks
The sweatiest sacks
Please gather round, bathe in the sound, and let these words deep inside of your mind

Now let's go
After the mind onto the soul
We'll start out slow
Taking our time, stop then we go
We start to flow
It's heating up now, your insides aglow
It feels just right
The feeling you get when you just know
And you start to forget all the things that they say, all that bullshit they try to feed you everyday
Free mind and soul, just body to go
Let's start the show
Wiggle those limbs like nobody knows
And start to feel slow, then stomp on the gas, off you must go

Free body soul and mind
That Nasty will free all your bodies and souls and your minds
It will free all bodies and souls and minds
Let it free your body and soul and your mind

Free body soul and mind