about a week ago CHORUS Mommy stinks real bad now Now, now, now, now, now, now now Mommy stinks real bad now Now, now, now, now, now, now, now Mommy stinks
Denk was du denkst, sag was du sagst Tu was auch immer du beliebst zu tun Schreib was du schreibst, sing was du singst Spiel die Musik die du beliebst
If punk's not a religion then you don't have a savior's word And it's not, so I never will subscribe to your thoughts 'Cause you've got nothing to say
The Indie kids are a bunch of snobs. They complain my timing's all off. I think timing is for stupid fucks! Why do they think I play punk rock! Steve
The Anarchists are positive like bees around a hive Yes, protesters sit in the streets with signs signs signs The slept of the world have filled us to
Small talk stinks Small talk stinks Small talk stinks See the young man in his new gown Small talk stinks Talking up to his bouffant drag Something that
Go!Been so longForgot what it's likeLike swimming, like sex, like a kick in the bag.Like a fistfightThink it's time got stinking drunkThink it's timeBeen
a reason we're all gathered here tonight And I've been waiting for this moment to arrive for all my life But then it comes so overhyped... Rock and roll and soul Stinking
Three horny devils on the late night creep One, two, three horny devils Kottonmouth Kings rollin' through O.C. Bass first, then comes the treble Three
I was coming up for air I was sick she was despair My mind was thrilling Her body was willing Now I weep to sleep I count the cost I can't believe all
After too many dimensions arriving to the last one A road covered with the dying Shadows masticating them Walking ahead Torture spreading on the way
July I finally got it off An' my girl-friend cry "You got STINK FOOT! STINK FOOT, darlin' Your STINK FOOT puts a hurt on my nose! STINK FOOT! STINK FOOT
teasing me, and I'm damn sick of it My fingers up your crack, but that ain't shit All I get from you is stink finger clit Stink finger clit Stink finger clit Stink
Analyze myself away Am I ready to forgive? If you wanted me back today Could I really cope with it? Life, it sucks, sucks, sucks so much The slowest
Do you recall the look on the faces Of all the exhibitors From 50 or more places It was a look That has driven me From the parade Left me alone stinking
Are these sensible shoes on my feet? I wear my shades, so our eyes don?t meet I?m scared every fuckin? day I wear my headphones, so I can?t hear what
I?m lookin? old today In a very sort of jaded way Very cynical and hard Weeds all over my yard I can?t remember the summer It?s all a blur, yeah, it?
knocking at my door The TV's talking to me I'm questioning my sanity Everybody have a breakdown I haven't changed my clothes in weeks I'm wallowing in my own stink