Guttermouth lyrics
Guttermouth lyrics
"P.C. lyrics"
The Likes Of You Again lyrics
Here's to you, I sing for my daddy-o As I lay him down to sleep It's been so long, since I lost my daddy-o Hope he's watchin' over me Wednesday night is morn
you know, what pisses me off more than anything is all these people whoHere's to you, I sing for my daddy-o As I lay him down to sleep It's been so long, since I lost my daddy-o Hope he's watchin' over me Wednesday night is morn
aren't exactly politically correct. like the other day, i was out walking
my siberian-american huskies. and you know how canines are: they like to
sniff everything, including each other's butts. so some guy walks up and
he says, "get your dog's ass out of that other dog's no
A Dreadful Strain lyrics
Under (the) moon, spring time still to come"If I keep questing, I may find some settling!"Jack-in-the-Green show me your droll face of woodLook around at the frighte
se!"Under (the) moon, spring time still to come"If I keep questing, I may find some settling!"Jack-in-the-Green show me your droll face of woodLook around at the frighte
so, i replied, "how dare you call them dogs! they're siberian-american
huskies. that's like calling an african-american a black. or calling a
mexican-american a mexican. or calling a homosexual a stupid faggot!" it
pissed me off so much i got a nose ring, died my hair blue and moved to
san francisco!
my bus is broken down
Douceur d'un ciel d'Amerique Reveur comme une musique J'oublies deja que tu es tout en pleurs C'est deja novembre sans toi Softness of a sky from America D
my girl's by my side
so i don't feel so blue
thirty miles more
to make it to the city
where junk is king
and the air smells shitty
what a friendly town
it really suits us well
it took some getting used to
that fucking hippy smell
everyone corrects me
every time i speak
i'm sick and
Shake That Tree lyrics
Itchy fingers reaching for the sky Our hands are talkin' I know it's no surprise You go your way, I'll go my way It's no surprise You go your way, I'l
fucking tiredItchy fingers reaching for the sky Our hands are talkin' I know it's no surprise You go your way, I'll go my way It's no surprise You go your way, I'l
of feeling like a stupid l.a. geek
i like it
i like it
i like it
i like it, yes i do
i say it's not an issue
it doesn't shed much light
on a global scale
it isn't worth the fight
the tongue that girl speaks
is forked to you and me
that bitch has got a problem
i think it's called p.c.