Missile King - Martin Scorsese Lyrics

He makes the best f*cking films
He makes the best f*cking films
If I ever meet him I'm gonna grab his f*ckin' neck and just shake him
And say thank you thank you for makin' such excellent f*ckin' movies
Then I'd twist his nose all the way the f*ck around
And then rip off one of his ears and throw it
Like a like a like a f*ckin' frisbee
I wanna chew his f*ckin' lips off and grab his head and suck out one of his
eyes and chew on it and spit it out in his face
And say thank you thank you for all of your f*ckin' films
Then I'd pick him up by the hair swing him over my head a few times
And throw him across the room and kick all his f*ckin' teeth in and then
stomp on his face 40 or 50 times
Cuz he makes the best f*cking films he makes the best f*cking films
I've ever seen in my life
I f*ckin love him
I f*ckin love him