Tool lyrics
Tool lyrics
"Hooker With A Penis lyrics"
Wilbury Twist lyrics
Put your hand on your head Put your foot in the air Then you hop around the room In your underwear Ain't ever been nothin quite like this Come on baby do
I met a boy wearing Vans, 501s, and aPut your hand on your head Put your foot in the air Then you hop around the room In your underwear Ain't ever been nothin quite like this Come on baby do
Dope Beastie t, nipple rings, and
New tattoos that claimed that he
Was OGT,
From '92,
The first EP.
And in between
Sips of Coke
He told me that
He thought
We were sellin' out,
Layin' down,
Suckin' up
To the man.
Well now I've got some
A-dvice for you, little bu
I'm So Beautiful lyrics
Out out tonight feel like going out in the night I'm gonna walk the street walk the street I wanna feel the heat feel the heat. There ain't nobody bett
ddy.Out out tonight feel like going out in the night I'm gonna walk the street walk the street I wanna feel the heat feel the heat. There ain't nobody bett
Before you point the finger
You should know that
I'm the man,
And if I'm the man,
Then you're the man, and
He's the man as well so you can
Point that fuckin' finger up your ass.
All you know about me is what I've sold you,
Dumb fuck.
I sold out long before you ever heard my name.
I sold my soul to ma
Take Your Head Off My Shoulder lyrics
How many times does it take to know? How many inches will your nose grow? How many girls will you pull in tow? How many minutes until you go? Take your h
e a record,How many times does it take to know? How many inches will your nose grow? How many girls will you pull in tow? How many minutes until you go? Take your h
Dip shit,
And you bought one.
So I've got some
Advice for you, little buddy.
Before you point your finger
You should know that
I'm the man,
If I'm the fuckin' man
Then you're the fuckin' man as well
So you can
Point that fuckin' finger up your ass.
All you know about me is what I've sold you,
Your ambition has been disruptedYoung minds so easily corruptedThe system is fighting itselfA fatal blow shall be dealtThrown into the tide of uncertaintyHa
I sold out long before you ever heard my name.
I sold my soul to make a record,
Dip shit,
And you bought one.
All you read and
Wear or see and
Hear on TV
Is a product
Begging for your
Fatass dirty
Dollar
So...Shut up and
Buy my new record
Send more money
Fuck you, buddy.