Cornfields Of Incest Lyrics

My mother's my sister,
My siblings are many,
We just love to start them off young.
Soon as they're big enough to fit a dick in, the lesson has only begun.

Keeping it in the family is all we've ever known.
Years of this tradition how our family has grown.

Generations in the gene pool,

Procreation in the swamp.
Pure-bred and corn-fed,
Boys and girls, make daddy proud.

Blessings from the good Lord, just as he intended.
(We live by the book we can barely read)

Spreading the good seed,
In Cornfields of Incest.
Cornfields of Incest...