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[scawwta]

My lyrics and inspiration

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In the time of chimpanzees I was a monkey

Butane in my veins and I'm out to cut the junkie

With the plastic eyeballs, spray-paint the vegetables

Dog food stalls with the beefcake pantyhose

Kill the headlights and put it in neutral

Stock car flamin' with a loser and the cruise control

Baby's in Reno with the vitamin D

Got a couple of couches, sleep on the love-seat

Someone came in sayin' I'm insane to complain

About a shotgun wedding and a stain on my shirt

Don't believe everything that you breathe

You get a parking violation and a maggot on your sleeve

So shave your face with some mace in the dark

Savin' all your food stamps and burnin' down the trailer park

Yo, cut it

Soy un perdedor

I'm a loser baby, so why don't you kill me?

(Double-barrel buckshot)

Soy un perdedor

I'm a loser baby, so why don't you kill me?

Forces of evil in a bozo nightmare

Ban all the music with a phony gas chamber

'Cause one's got a weasel and the other's got a flag

One's on the pole, shove the other in a bag

With the rerun shows and the cocaine nose-job

The daytime crap of the folksinger slob

He hung himself with a guitar string

A slab of turkey-neck and it's hanging from a pigeon wing

You can't write if you can't relate

Trade the cash for the beef for the body for the hate

And my time is a piece of wax falling on a termite

That's choking on the splinters

Soy un perdedor

I'm a loser baby, so why don't you kill me?

(Get crazy with the cheeze whiz)

Soy un perdedor

I'm a loser baby, so why don't you kill me?

(Drive-by body pierce)

Yo, bring it on down

Soy un perdedor

I'm a loser baby, so why don't you kill me?

(I can't believe you)

Soy un perdedor

I'm a loser baby, so why don't you kill me?

Soy un perdedor

I'm a loser baby, so why don't you kill me?

(Sprechen Sie deutsch, baby?)

Soy un perdedor

I'm a loser baby, so why don't you kill me?

(Know what I'm sayin'?)

[scawwta]

 

In the time of chimpanzees I was a monkey

Butane in my veins and I'm out to cut the junkie

With the plastic eyeballs, spray-paint the vegetables

Dog food stalls with the beefcake pantyhose

Kill the headlights and put it in neutral

Stock car flamin' with a loser and the cruise control

Baby's in Reno with the vitamin D

Got a couple of couches, sleep on the love-seat

Someone came in sayin' I'm insane to complain

About a shotgun wedding and a stain on my shirt

Don't believe everything that you breathe

You get a parking violation and a maggot on your sleeve

So shave your face with some mace in the dark

Savin' all your food stamps and burnin' down the trailer park

Yo, cut it

Soy un perdedor

I'm a loser baby, so why don't you kill me?

(Double-barrel buckshot)

Soy un perdedor

I'm a loser baby, so why don't you kill me?

Forces of evil in a bozo nightmare

Ban all the music with a phony gas chamber

'Cause one's got a weasel and the other's got a flag

One's on the pole, shove the other in a bag

With the rerun shows and the cocaine nose-job

The daytime crap of the folksinger slob

He hung himself with a guitar string

A slab of turkey-neck and it's hanging from a pigeon wing

You can't write if you can't relate

Trade the cash for the beef for the body for the hate

And my time is a piece of wax falling on a termite

That's choking on the splinters

Soy un perdedor

I'm a loser baby, so why don't you kill me?

(Get crazy with the cheeze whiz)

Soy un perdedor

I'm a loser baby, so why don't you kill me?

(Drive-by body pierce)

Yo, bring it on down

Soy un perdedor

I'm a loser baby, so why don't you kill me?

(I can't believe you)

Soy un perdedor

I'm a loser baby, so why don't you kill me?

Soy un perdedor

I'm a loser baby, so why don't you kill me?

(Sprechen Sie deutsch, baby?)

Soy un perdedor

I'm a loser baby, so why don't you kill me?

(Know what I'm sayin'?)

 

this is the place I often go to review these lyrics to read and understand the content of the song that the whole world listens to and also the extremely interesting French music, most especially the translation of the songs. English to French: parole chanson francaise

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