| Than we kick it! | |
| Dance on the asphalt as we are addicted to gasoline | |
| The more we feed it, the more pretentious it gets, | |
| so we straighten the bows again. | |
| I would love if a ten inch girl on crack would | |
| entertain and strip ont he knees of mine. | |
| Pathetic, all of your sabers! | |
| Slash to rearrenge the country sight. | |
| Bulls on pills sticking nails in balls | |
| (Shot your eyeballs roll over my turn) | |
| Rank blood springs paint it on the walls | |
| (Break the brakes out sniff the brick route | |
| With me) | |
| Who I am again how good? | |
| Break the brakes out sniff the brick route! | |
| Write letter to post ’em I don’t mind, | |
| If the world devours the cold rigid blind. | |
| I hate confidence in public service. | |
| I’m fed up with casual strangers. | |
| I hate flip flops and turning down toilette seats. | |
| I can stand waiting. | |
| I hate I hate plums in your granny’s pie. | |
| I hate your granny anyway ’coz she used to peck my face | |
| when I was too small to peck her back. | |
| I hate watchin’ my figure, you watch your asshole! | |
| Bulls on pills sticking nails in balls | |
| (Shot your eyeballs roll over my turn) | |
| Rank blood springs paint it on the walls | |
| (Break the brakes out sniff the brick route | |
| With me) | |
| Bulls on pills sticking nails in balls! | |
| I respect religion and hate church | |
| I respect the right and hate the law | |
| I respect the nation and hate the people | |
| To learn to love yousrelf, forget to hate me first! |
| Than we kick it! | |
| Dance on the asphalt as we are addicted to gasoline | |
| The more we feed it, the more pretentious it gets, | |
| so we straighten the bows again. | |
| I would love if a ten inch girl on crack would | |
| entertain and strip ont he knees of mine. | |
| Pathetic, all of your sabers! | |
| Slash to rearrenge the country sight. | |
| Bulls on pills sticking nails in balls | |
| Shot your eyeballs roll over my turn | |
| Rank blood springs paint it on the walls | |
| Break the brakes out sniff the brick route | |
| With me | |
| Who I am again how good? | |
| Break the brakes out sniff the brick route! | |
| Write letter to post ' em I don' t mind, | |
| If the world devours the cold rigid blind. | |
| I hate confidence in public service. | |
| I' m fed up with casual strangers. | |
| I hate flip flops and turning down toilette seats. | |
| I can stand waiting. | |
| I hate I hate plums in your granny' s pie. | |
| I hate your granny anyway ' coz she used to peck my face | |
| when I was too small to peck her back. | |
| I hate watchin' my figure, you watch your asshole! | |
| Bulls on pills sticking nails in balls | |
| Shot your eyeballs roll over my turn | |
| Rank blood springs paint it on the walls | |
| Break the brakes out sniff the brick route | |
| With me | |
| Bulls on pills sticking nails in balls! | |
| I respect religion and hate church | |
| I respect the right and hate the law | |
| I respect the nation and hate the people | |
| To learn to love yousrelf, forget to hate me first! |
| Than we kick it! | |
| Dance on the asphalt as we are addicted to gasoline | |
| The more we feed it, the more pretentious it gets, | |
| so we straighten the bows again. | |
| I would love if a ten inch girl on crack would | |
| entertain and strip ont he knees of mine. | |
| Pathetic, all of your sabers! | |
| Slash to rearrenge the country sight. | |
| Bulls on pills sticking nails in balls | |
| Shot your eyeballs roll over my turn | |
| Rank blood springs paint it on the walls | |
| Break the brakes out sniff the brick route | |
| With me | |
| Who I am again how good? | |
| Break the brakes out sniff the brick route! | |
| Write letter to post ' em I don' t mind, | |
| If the world devours the cold rigid blind. | |
| I hate confidence in public service. | |
| I' m fed up with casual strangers. | |
| I hate flip flops and turning down toilette seats. | |
| I can stand waiting. | |
| I hate I hate plums in your granny' s pie. | |
| I hate your granny anyway ' coz she used to peck my face | |
| when I was too small to peck her back. | |
| I hate watchin' my figure, you watch your asshole! | |
| Bulls on pills sticking nails in balls | |
| Shot your eyeballs roll over my turn | |
| Rank blood springs paint it on the walls | |
| Break the brakes out sniff the brick route | |
| With me | |
| Bulls on pills sticking nails in balls! | |
| I respect religion and hate church | |
| I respect the right and hate the law | |
| I respect the nation and hate the people | |
| To learn to love yousrelf, forget to hate me first! |