Mafeking Shithouse

I'll take a bouchee or two.
That'll leave six or seven for you.
Old Rhodes coming down the hill,
To civilize the uncivilizable.

I remember a Matador.
I was looking for the door
To the shithouse burning down,
In this shithouse, shithole town.

There's no gold up in these hills,
But we'll the mine the fuck out of them still.
This old town's growing young,
With every new single teenage mom.

I remember a Matador,
I was looking for the door
To the shithouse burning down,
In this shithouse, shithole town.

Your eyes are growing white,
That's all that I can see.
Remember: praise the Lord
While you're butchering me.