My RS's got humour She's the giggle at campus Knows everybody's disapproval I should've worshipped RP sooner If the M4GNIFICENT ever did speak He's the last true mouthpiece Every Sunday's getting more bleak A fresh RP each week 'We were born thick,' you heard them say it My Tut offers no absolutes She tells me, 'Roleplay in the bedroom.' The only heaven I'll be sent to Is saint and sinners club still. I was born thick, But I love it Command me to be good at RP Hire my tuts, Duck Rp, Join My Club, More RP [Chorus 2x:] Take me to campus I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies If you be a catfish I'll cry to the devs Offer me that in-active tut Good god, stop making me lose my money! If I'm a pagan of the good times My RS's the sunlight To keep the Goddess on my side She demands a thread you see Drain the whole B That i earn't very slowly Something meaty for the main course How about you go to tesco and get a horse What you got in the stable? We've got a cow for milking That looks nasty That looks stupid This is thirsty work [Chorus 2x:] Take me to campus I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies If you be a catfish I'll cry to the devs Offer me that in-active tut Good god, stop making me lose my money! No Masters or Kings When the Rp begins There is no sweeter innocence than our gentle sinners and saints In the madness and soil of that sad earthly scene of Rp Only then I am freaky Only then I am unholy Oh RP, Oh RP, DUCK RP, HOLY RP. [Chorus 2x:] Take me to campus I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies If you be a catfish I'll cry to the devs Offer me that in-active tut Good god, stop making me lose my money!