Tekst :
You tried to bring me down the other day
But I can see inside your head
It s sad to see you carry on this way
It won t be long before you re dead
Why do you fight it? Why do you care?
Why do you spread your germs everywhere?
The good news is you re dying
The bad news is I m alive
The good news is you re dying
The bad news is I m alive
Everyone you touch they drop like flys
They don t realize you re sick
But I can see the hatred in your eyes
Must be the price for a little dick
Why do you lose it?
Let it slide
You re just another slave to suicide
The good news is you re dying
The bad news is I m alive
The good news is you re dying
The bad news is I m alive
It won t be long now
Before you re gone now
You re so wrong now
I said so wrong now (so wrong now)
Why do you lose it?
Let it slide
You re just another slave to suicide
The good news is you re dying
The bad news is I m alive
The good news is you re dying
The bad news is I m alive
The good news is you re dying
The bad news is I m alive
The good news is you re dying
The bad news is I m alive
Tekst :
I have a foot to wrestle, under the table.
And he will keep my toes warm late at night.
And I have a leg to pretzel while we re watching cable.
And he will wrap around me tight.
I have a sexy stomach to run my fingers along.
And he ll take off his shirt and drive me wild.
And I have an arm to hold me, and he s so strong.
And he will flex it with a smile.
You make me happy, when I feel too much.
And when my hand are cold, you warm them up.
And I m not worried, when your not around.
And I hear symphonies...without a sound.
Without a sound.
I have two lips to tell me that I am loved.
And he will kiss me till I can t move at all.
And I have two eyes to melt me, I can t get enough.
And he makes me want to fall.
You make me happy, when I feel too much.
And when my hand are cold, you warm them up.
And I m not worried, when your not around.
And I hear symphonies...without a sound.
I love you.
I love you.
You make me happy, when I feel too much.
And when my hand are cold, you warm them up.
And I m not worried, when your not around.
And I hear symphonies...
I hear symphonies...
And I hear symphonies...
Without a sound.
YEE-HAW!!!
Tekst :
The Abraham Lincoln town cars
arrive to dispose of our king and queen
they orchestrated dramatic new scenes
for Celebritarian needs
When one world ends
something else begins
but without a scream
just a whisper because we
just start it over again
do you love your guns and your god and your government
let me hear you
Hey
do you love your guns and your god and your government
let me hear you goddamn it
Hey
do you love your guns and your god and your government
let me hear you
Hey
your mother? and your father? and your baby?
goddamn it let me hear you
Hey
do you love your guns
i want your mothers and your fathers to hear you say it
Hey
i wanna hear every single one of you motherfuckers
let me hear it from you
Hey
do you love your guns and your god and your government
Hey
i wanna hear it from everybody
i wanna hear you say you want a gun, let me hear it
let me hear it
Hey