Search lyrics

Typing something do you want to search. Exam: Artist, Song, Album,Writer, Release Year...
if you want to find exactly, Please input keywords with double-quote or using multi keywords. Exam: "Keyword 1" "Keyword 2"

The Very Best Of Ugly Kid Joe: As Ugly As It Gets


Artist: Ugly Kid Joe
Genres: Rock
Total songs: 3
Year: 1998

Funky Fresh Country Club Lyrics - The Very Best Of Ugly Kid Joe: As Ugly As It Gets - Ugly Kid Joe

Funky fresh tunes and you're walking down the street 

Trying to find the girl that you really want to meet 

You're flying past the reef and you're drinking shrunken heads 

You wake up in the morning and you wish that you were dead 

 

As you stagger home in the blackest form of night 

The rollers out in force baby they're looking for a fight 

You try to play the game, you try to pass the test 

But the only thing in sight baby, is the sight of your arrest 

 

Jail cell, living hell 

Chains off me I'm free 

Doing time, one more time 

Mine, all mine, all mine 

 

Now the country club is cold and the country club is mean 

The attendants at the country club ain't something to be seen 

If you're messing with my girl you're messing with your life 

'Cause I'm gonna cut you with a big, big, big, big, big, big, big knife 

You bet your fuckin' life 

 

As you stagger home in the blackest form of night 

The rollers out in force baby they're looking for a fight 

You try to play the game, you try to pass the test 

But the only thing in sight baby, is the sight of your arrest 

 

Jail cell, living hell 

Chains off me I'm free 

Doing time one more time 

Mine, all mine, all mine 

 

Jail cell, living hell 

Chains off me I'm free 

Doing time one more time 

Mine, all mine, all mine 

 

My [Incomprehensible] 

 

I wanna tell you a story people 

I hope you wanna hear 

I wanna tell you a story people 

I hope you wanna hear 

 

I was going downtown in the back of a car 

Some mothafucka left the door ajar, uh, huh 

Remember what your parents said 

Be home by eight and in your bed, uh, huh 

 

But as you stagger home in the blackest form of night 

The rollers out in force baby they're looking for a fight 

You try to play the game, you try to pass the test 

But the only thing in sight baby, is the sight of your arrest 

 

Jail cell, living hell 

Chains off me I'm free 

Doing time one more time 

Mine, all mine, all mine 

 

Jail cell, living hell 

Chains off me I'm free 

Doing time baby, one more time 

Mine, all mine, all mine 

 

Jail cell, living hell 

I've got to get out 

Writer: ,

Copyright: Universal Music Publishing Group