I wanna go to the beach I don't care if it's decadent I don't know where my spirit went But that's alright I wanna go to the deep 'Cause there's nowhere
I got a smelly rear I got a dirty nose I don't want no shoes I don't want no clothes I'm living like the king of the dogs I got a piece of meat In between
Je sais que tu sais Je sais le tremblement Je sais ta depense entiere Je sais l'hesitation a me laisser disparaitre Je sais c'est comme ca Je sais que
Oh, je voudrais tant que tu te souviennes Des jours heureux ou nous etions amis En ce temps-la la vie etait plus belle Et le soleil plus brulant qu'aujourd
It's party time and I smell slime You stupid people make me evil Dicks and asses, cocktail glasses Parlor games, exchange of fluids 'Cause it's party
How insensitive I must have seemed When you told me that you loved me How unmoved and cold I must have seemed When you told me so sincerely Why you might
Two weeks after my arrival Fox died just after sunset I was stretched out on the bed when he approached And tried painfully to jump up he wagged his tail
(feat. The Trolls) The USA is movin' south Our power is mostly mouth Miami beach to Malibu Hot weather makes'em wanna screw Shemales, jumps bails Weird
(feat. The Stooges) Skull rings Fast cars Hot chicks Money Skull rings Fast cars Hot chicks Fancy things The touch of a hand in the wasteland you're
(feat. The Stooges) You didn't mean to do it But you did it again The night started out Fuckin' around with your friends Somebody screamed and thingd
(feat. Sum 41) I'm the kid that noone knows I live a life I never chose But these thoughts in my mind Are my own, my own I'm face to face with the
(feat. The Trolls) I'm sittin' like a stone On a solitary evening Without my girl Life has no meaning She didn't say why And she didn't say what for
(feat. The Trolls) I made love to a superbabe I kinda wondered how I did It may be pointless to describe her But she has the power of gravity She used
Here comes the summer Mighty mighty summer Here comes the summer We're gonna have a good time Gonna have a good time We're gonna have a good time When
(feat. The Stooges) Allright The feet in my boots Are shaking their roots For a reason I'm looking at you And you're too much to chew For a reason And
Standing on the poop deck of a wreck - Inferiority complex Waiting for the tugboat of respect - Inferiority complex Trying to see the good side of a
(feat. Green Day) I have a private hell Of excellent quality I've dwelt there for years Playing with my fears It's tastefull, luxurious, And full of
