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letra de donuts - dan dingle

[intro: homer simpson & marge simpson]
holy f-cking sh-tb-lls, what the actual f-ck was that donut shop?! i walked in
expecting a godd-mn dount paradise and instead i got a f-cking nightmare!
those sh-theads think they can call themselves a donut shop?! they can go f-ck right off!

[verse 1: bart simpson & lisa simpson]
first off, the f-cking donuts looked like a dog’s -rs- after a rough night! who the f-ck made these pieces of cr-p, some c-nt with no hands and a blindfold?! dry as a godd-mn motherf-cking desert! i bit into one and i swear to god i thought i was eating a f-cking brick. no glaze, no nothing! just a big f-ck you to anyone who actually likes flavor! sh-t, i’d rather eat that cr-p flanders calls food!

[verse 2: homer simpson & marge simpson]
and what in the holy f-ck was that coffee? jesus h. christ on a donut, it tasted like sh-t dumped into a cup, mixed with sweat from satan’s -rs- i wouldn’t even pour that p-ssy coffee on lisa’s vegetables to k!ll them. and you know what else? it was colder than marge’s anger when i forget her birthday, f-ck!

[verse 3: marge simpson, bart simpson, & lisa simpson]
then there’s the f-cking staff! these useless f-ckers behind the counter couldn’t give less of a sh-t if they tried. motherf-ckers stood around like they were high on glue or something. i’ve seen dead guys move faster! hey, here’s a thought, move your f-cking -rs- and do your f-cking job! you ass think it’s funny to make me!
wait for a f-cking hour for a sh-tty donut?! screw you!

[verse 4: lisa simpson & homer simpson]
bottom line, this place is a f-cking travesty! i wouldn’t feed this p-ss-poor garbage to a rat! you want a real donut? stay the f-ck away from this dumpster fire! f-cking never again!

[outro gutiar solo]

- dan dingle

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