One Minute Filth Song

Well I've only got a minute to record this song
And then they're going to kick me out the booth
And a minute once you're in it isn't very long
So my lyrics aren't that great to tell the truth
I'll be lucky if I get to do a chorus
A middle eight don't even figure in my plan
So instead, I bought a big profanisaurus
I'll cram in every f*cking swear word that I can
F*cking c*nt

So, how'd you like my m*therf*cking song, you tw*ts?
How'd you like my m*therf*cking b*stard song?
If you hate it you can stick in between your fl*ps
Or wrap it 'round your cheesy f*cking dong
Yes, the swearing is particularly dense *beep* *beep*
To cause a maximum of w*nky w*nk offense *beep* *beep*
And I know you cannot wait for this filth to terminate
But the ending is still fifteen seconds hence, *nal wart

So, how'd you like my m*therf*cking song, you tw*ts?
How'd you like my m*therf*cking b*stard *beep* *beep* granny *beep*
How'd you like my m*therf*cking, monkey w*nking, donkey f**ting song?