An hour after you've passed out
Your pit bull raises one lid
He's got you where he wants you now
The tables are turning kid
A muzzle and a collar on tight
A foot of chain to the wall
First he gnaws off both of your thumbs
His front paws are now your equal
You wake to scream, but your jaw won't move
The first whimper dribbles from your lips
He’s been taking lessons for a long time jerk
It’s now his turn to kick you in the ribs
The round shape of the top of your ears
Are not esthetically pleasing to him
He carefully reshapes them with his teeth
Butchered like a dollar store scissor trim
Too bad evolution got your tail first
But still left you with sober balance
He’ll gnaw off one of your big toes
And bite your ass to make you dance
More or less a day and a half later
When he comes back to fill your bowl
He mops up all your piss and shit with you
And soon he'll take you for a stroll
He wants so much for you to be strong
As a reflection of his small cock
He'll force you to drag a tire behind you
As you take your evening walk
Quickly walking ahead at his own pace
Teasing you, treating you like a wimp
The pavement grinds your bare feet raw
It's too bad that you're starting to limp
Then he chains you back up in the puddle
And just as you start to doze off
He’s poking you in the ass with a stick
He hasn't abused you enough
That hammering at the door
Is a group of his friends and their human pits
It’s time for your training to pay off
Or you’ll have your throat split
Each contestant has three razor blades
Duct taped between their lips
The object or the game is to survive
Only the winner is allowed to live
Your wrists are secured with baler’s wire
Your ankles with a plastic pull tie
Into the ring you’re thrown nude
Squirm and slash or you’re gonna die
You try to keep your distance
But they circle and lunge nipping at your throats
They bite your ass and dig on your backs
Til there’s no reason for him to have to be coaxed
Your competitor is now feeling motivated
It’s last chance for him to be saved
He worms for you and darts his head now look at him go, now isn't he brave
Backed into a corner and shit scared you wriggle up onto your shaking knees
You pounce and hold and slash and gash but before you win you face and neck bleed
And you’re so lucky that you make it out
To be held down and kitchen table stitched
But you’ve lost too much blood, you'll be put to sleep
Too bad you son of a bitch
Well i don't even really like pit bulls
But i respect all but human life
Have some simple consideration
Before i start and finish your training now
with a dull, rusty knife
Your pit bull raises one lid
He's got you where he wants you now
The tables are turning kid
A muzzle and a collar on tight
A foot of chain to the wall
First he gnaws off both of your thumbs
His front paws are now your equal
You wake to scream, but your jaw won't move
The first whimper dribbles from your lips
He’s been taking lessons for a long time jerk
It’s now his turn to kick you in the ribs
The round shape of the top of your ears
Are not esthetically pleasing to him
He carefully reshapes them with his teeth
Butchered like a dollar store scissor trim
Too bad evolution got your tail first
But still left you with sober balance
He’ll gnaw off one of your big toes
And bite your ass to make you dance
More or less a day and a half later
When he comes back to fill your bowl
He mops up all your piss and shit with you
And soon he'll take you for a stroll
He wants so much for you to be strong
As a reflection of his small cock
He'll force you to drag a tire behind you
As you take your evening walk
Quickly walking ahead at his own pace
Teasing you, treating you like a wimp
The pavement grinds your bare feet raw
It's too bad that you're starting to limp
Then he chains you back up in the puddle
And just as you start to doze off
He’s poking you in the ass with a stick
He hasn't abused you enough
That hammering at the door
Is a group of his friends and their human pits
It’s time for your training to pay off
Or you’ll have your throat split
Each contestant has three razor blades
Duct taped between their lips
The object or the game is to survive
Only the winner is allowed to live
Your wrists are secured with baler’s wire
Your ankles with a plastic pull tie
Into the ring you’re thrown nude
Squirm and slash or you’re gonna die
You try to keep your distance
But they circle and lunge nipping at your throats
They bite your ass and dig on your backs
Til there’s no reason for him to have to be coaxed
Your competitor is now feeling motivated
It’s last chance for him to be saved
He worms for you and darts his head now look at him go, now isn't he brave
Backed into a corner and shit scared you wriggle up onto your shaking knees
You pounce and hold and slash and gash but before you win you face and neck bleed
And you’re so lucky that you make it out
To be held down and kitchen table stitched
But you’ve lost too much blood, you'll be put to sleep
Too bad you son of a bitch
Well i don't even really like pit bulls
But i respect all but human life
Have some simple consideration
Before i start and finish your training now
with a dull, rusty knife