Did anybody see me puke on stage?
23.07.2023 01:32
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Did anybody see me puke on stage?
Watch out where the huskies go
and don't you eat that yellow snow
This sofa could be commercial. With a few more margaritas and the right company.
Girl you thought he was a man, but he was a muffin
He hung around till you found that he didn't know nuffin
She was the daughter of a wealthy
Florentine Pogen
Read 'em 'n weep
Was her adjustable slogan
Telling you all the Zombie truth
Here I'm is the Zombie Woof
Ich bin der Dreck unter deinen Walzen
Ich bin dein geheimer Schmutz
Und verlorenes Metallgeld
We look pretty sharp in these clothes (yes, we do)
Unless we get sprayed with a hose
It ain't bad in the day
If they squirt it your way
'Cept in the winter, when it's froze
Maybe you should stay with yo mama
She could do your laundry n cook for you
Maybe you should stay with yo mama
You’re really kinda stupid n ugly too
Telling you all the Zombie truth
Here I'm is the Zombie Woof
Where can I go to get my poodle clipped in Burbank?
Didja ever wake up in the mornin'
With a Zomby Woof behind your eyes
Some people... some people, heh, like cupcakes exclusively,
While myself, I say there is naught, nor ought there be,
Nothing so exalted on the face of God's grey earth
As that Prince of Foods... The Muffin!
Don't it ever get lonesome?
Don't it ever give a young man the blues?
Don't it ever get lonesome?
Don't it ever make a young man wanna go back home?
When the P.A. system eats it,
And the band plays some of the most terriblest shit you've ever known
Where can I go to get my poodle clipped in Burbank?
Is there anything good inside of you
If there is, I really wanna know
She was the daughter of a wealthy
Florentine Pogen
Read 'em 'n weep
Was her adjustable slogan
Don't it ever get lonesome?
Don't it ever give a young man the blues?
Don't it ever get lonesome?
Don't it ever make a young man wanna go back home?
When the P.A. system eats it,
And the band plays some of the most terrible shit you've ever known
Lemme take you to the beach
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
I am ALIVE
Knives 'n spikes 'n guns 'n the likes
Of every tool of pain
An' a sinister midget with a bucket an' a mop
Where the blood goes down the drain