Old MacDonald had a farm
E-I-E-I-Oh my God
Thou shalt not taketh any more [bad word] And I’ll split my sister in her [bad word] lip [bad word] 
I’ll grab her by the hair
And swing her in the air [bad word] 
Twist my, twist my, twist my sister {x4}

Jimmy crack corn and I don’t give a [bad word] I’ll take a butcher knife and
And ram it in her [bad word]  gut
I’ll do a chicken dance over her dead body
This is gonna hurt you more than me
I'll grab her by the hair 
And swing her in the air
Twist my,Twist my,Twist my sister {x8}