Talking about the Moron Bros', tattooed fingers,. tattooed toes. They're idiots, losers, they're scum. Taking advantage of everyone. You're a dog, they're your fleas.
We meet in underground parking lots. And late night in coffee shops. With voices low unless we're drunk. We got hats and cop sunglasses. We question all that is wrong.
When they tightly strap me in, give me lethal injection. Just a few moments to live, no remorse for what I did. It was for the betterment of man, I made the utmost sacrifice.
In the darkest tunnel, it's nice to see a light. Not just a headlight. Like the one that's heading right for me.. It would be nice if things could turn out right.
Did you get that rush, that feeling, adrenalin. pumping through your veins?. A lifeless body in the gutter, city streets are stained. How do you rationalize, what do you see.
This song is written by Joey Ramone. . She went away for the holidays said she's. Going to L.A. but she never got there. She never got there, she never got there, they say.
Frank, the new CEO, had to answer to the board. the board was getting anxious, and the shareholders. were on the bed, legs in air, ass cheeks opened wide.
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In the darkest tunnel, it's nice to see a light,. Not just a headlight,. Like the one that's heading right for me.. It would be nice if things could turn out right,.
Where are all the stupid people from?. And how'd they get to be so dumb?. Bred on purple mountain range. Feed amber waves of grains. To lesser human beings, zero feelings.
Trip down the stairs into hell. Cathay de I miss your smell. A mixture of puke, beer, stale piss. Fuck, sweat, and fear. Adrenaline addicted, the blood leak.
I've got respect from the community. I've got my bridge game to look forward to. I've got this chance, a golden opportunity. As long as I keep doing what I'm supposed to.
it isn't for the money,. no it isn't for the fun. it's a plan, a scam, a diagram. it's for the benefit of everyone. you gotta have a little respect. subterranean ideals.
Mr. McCarthy killed the light. He didn't wake his lovely wife. He left the key inside the door. . Woke on the wrong side of the bed. She can't remember what he said.
Friday night we'll be drinkin' Maneshevitz. Goin' out to terrorize goyim. Stompin' shagitz, screwin' shicksas. As long as we're home by Saturday mornin'.
Go away sunny day. All the horny people sitting in front of their TV and thinking. What is wrong with me I'm not a monster. Why won't anybody fuck me.
Endless evenings of non-exist. Are getting shorter, monotonous. Like an intruder, I belong outside. Although I find myself right back. The same place I was before.
I'm gonna tell you what I really think I like about Mondays. Cause they feel like Saturdays. When you don't gotta go to work. Every day is a holiday. I wake up when I want to.
Got in the water,. Got in the lead,. Got in your head,. They're all dead.. . Thalidomide child,. Thalidomide child,. Thalid-thalidomide child.. . How long it took,.
[Rancid cover song]. . realize you're dehumanized and. criticized for your existence. it's your demise when no sun arises. you're paralyzed by your lack of resistance.