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Bowling Song(Almighty Malachi, Professional Bowling God) (Explicit) - Stephen Lynch
Written by：Stephen Lynch
You watch me on your TV

Say that my job is easy

Say I am not athletic

You think my sport's pathetic

But you can't judge me
Till you walked a mile in my bowling shoes

So I don't get all the ladies
Got a mullet from the 80's
I am known throughout the valleys

As the prophet of alleys
And as I roll the ball I cry
"Let me bowl or let me die"
I am mighty Malachi the bowling god
The smell of rosin gets my high
Kiss those f**kin' pins goodbye
I am mighty Malachi the bowling bowling God

Got a ball that's smooth and all black

I keep it in my favorite ball sack

I get a feeling in my soul

As I finger every hole
And as I roll the ball I cry
"Let me bowl or let me die"
I am mighty Malachi the bowling god
The smell of rosin gets my high
Kiss those motherf**kin' pins goodbye
I am mighty Malachi the bowling bowling
Not a single men will try
To beat almighty Malachi
All that challenge me are slain
Come on f**kers pick a lane
Marshall Holman and Gary Dickens
Get in line for your a** kickins'
John Petraglia Norm Duke
You're so lame it makes me puke
Who among the pro-bowl sector
There's to don his wrist protector
Not that p**sy Nelson Burton
Tells me that his wrist is hurtin'
Hey Mark Roth hey Earl the Pearl
Are you scared to give the ball a hurl
How about Dickey Webber and his son Pete
I'll turn the motherf**ker to cream of wheat

And as I roll the ball I cry
"Let me bowl or let me die"
I am mighty Malachi the bowling god
The smell of rising gets my high
Kiss those f**kin' pins goodbye
I am mighty Malachi the bowling bowling god
Yeah yeah

The bowling god