Motherfucking Sharks

"Motherfucking Sharks reads like it was carved into the floor of a sun-baked desert by an old testament prophet with a thirsty knife." - BEN LOORY, author of Stories for Nighttime and Some for the Day

Where I come from, the children sing a song:

Oh the motherfucking sharks
Oh they're gonna come to town
Oh they're gonna kill the babies
Oh they're gonna make you drowned in your blood

Oh the motherfucking sharks
Oh they're gonna mince the flesh
They're gonna swim up and surround you
Don't you know you'll never pass the test it's over

Oh the motherfucking sharks
Oh they don't care about the gods
And they don't care about the families
And they don't care about the cries or tears they're killers.
Motherfucking sharks
Motherfucking sharks
Motherfucking sharks
Motherfucking sharks


Genre: Western