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Fuck Your Feelings
00:25
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Fuck your feelings
Fuck your face
Fuck where you came from and where you stay
Fuck P.C.
Fuck your hyper sensitivity
The fact that your offended offends me
Fuck your feelings
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My best friend's a piece of shit
A total fucking idiot
I don't know why I always end up hangin' out with him
He's a grade A fuckin' prick
A mix of pride and ignorance
But he's always there to save me from getting my ass kicked
One night he asked me to punch him in the face
Just so he'd have a reason to call into work the next day
Called his boss and tried to explain
The guy didn't give a shit he told him you're fired anyway
My best friend's a piece of shit
A total fucking idiot
I don't know why I always end up hangin' out with him
He's a grade A fuckin' prick
A mix of pride and ignorance
But he's always there to save me from getting my ass kicked
One night he showed up to the party
He screamed "The cops are here!"
Everybody took off running while we stole a keg of beer
It wasn't long until we got back to his place
Where we sat and drank in his living room
As we had ourselves a day
My best friend's a piece of shit
A total fucking idiot
I don't know why I always end up hangin' out with him
He's a grade A fuckin' prick
A mix of pride and ignorance
But he's always there to save me from getting my ass kicked
Through default and location is sometimes how we meet
The people who influence us and make us do good and bad things
My best friend's a piece of shit
A total fucking idiot
I don't know why I always end up hangin' out with him
He's a grade A fuckin' prick
A mix of pride and ignorance
But he's always there to save me from getting my ass kicked
That's why we love him
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Titty guts and cigarette butts
Monday night she's getting wasted in Riverside
American piss beer, a stench on her breath she's had for years
She's a drunk fuck up mess of debauchery
God bless her, she gets it from her mother
She don't know any better
Product of environment, born and raised by hick parents
She's a backwoods inbred accident
Has a couple bastard kids
Doesn't know who the father is
She's good at making bad life decisions
Does a round of blow, dances day-shift on the pole
She's getting' banged by the singer of a country cover band
And he's also a fucking joke
God bless her, she gets it from her mother
She don't know any better
Product of environment, born and raised by hick parents
She's a backwoods inbred accident
Like a wet book of matches, poor hygiene habits
DUI's and getting in car crashes
Sex and bathrooms and back alleys
She's a total fucking sleaze, she'll give you a disease!
God bless her, she gets it from her mother
She don't know any better
Product of environment, born and raised by hick parents
She's a backwoods inbred accident
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4. |
Kung Fu Whore
02:28
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$45 special is what it says on the door
Every other Tuesday when he goes back for more
The kind of touch that he'll gladly pay for
She's a cold-blood oriental kung fu whore
He's not the kind of guy who'd normally pay for this
Her happy ending method is his darkest secret
When he goes back he knows what's about to happen
Three punches in the stomach and he orgasms
Not quite sexual, just unconventional
He's one of the many addicted to her ways
Saving up his money and counting down the days
Until he can go back and release the pressure from his abdomen
A swift karate chop to get his rocks off
Is this what they call "eastern medicine"?
A marshall law passed down through generations.
Tucked away in a strip mall on Lankershim
That's where you'll find the kung fu whore!
$45 special is what it says on the door
Every other Tuesday when he goes back for more
The kind of touch that he'll gladly pay for
She's a cold-blood oriental kung fu whore
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5. |
You Look Like Shit Today
01:54
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You look like shit today
And every other day
And as a matter of fact you always look that way
Toothless grin and shitty fuckin' clothes
Condom yellow skin and busted fuckin' nose
Man you look like shit today!
Whoooooooaaaaaaa you look like shit today
Hairy vangina lookin' beard
Full of piss and shit and cum and tears
And the crumbs from the last Dodger Dog he ate
Whoooooooaaaaaaa you look like shit today
You look like shit today
You look like shit today
It's your greasy fuckin' way
You look like shit today
Whoooooooaaaaaaa you look like shit today
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6. |
LA on My Deck
02:18
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There's a little bit of LA on my deck
From Santa Monica to the end of Sunset
Barreling down these fuckin' streets
I'm like a dog in heat
Giving nods and waves to every girl I see
Last summer I met Summer out in NoHo
I tre flipped off a 6 stair and I fell and broke my big toe
That's when she took me to her house and fucked me on the couch
She fell asleep, I made some moves, and got the fuck out
I went down to Venice, I had a ZERO board
I fucked it up tryin' to kickflip on a rail by the shore
That's when I saw her sitting there, looking good in the shop
I bought a Baker, gripped it up, and then she jerked me off
There's a little bit of LA on my deck
From Melrose to the Downtown and back
Nollie-heel off that curb
Is that a him or a her?
In Hollywood you can never be too sure
There's a little bit of LA on my deck
From Santa Monica to the end of Sunset
Barreling down these fuckin' streets
I'm like a dog in heat
Giving nods and waves to every girl I see
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Tammi
02:28
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When I was 10 years old, Tammi lived next to us
Gritty teeth and shitty ink she sold herself for junk
Looking in her window I could see
Silhouettes of things I'd seen in porno magazines
Then one day around the time I turned 13
I had a brilliant epiphany
So I went over and talked to Tammi
She didn't take much convincing
That's when she took my money, and took off her clothes
Emaciated body and track marks exposed
I didn't mind, I willfully agreed
And that's how I lost my virginity
To Tammi
It wasn't long 'til I had figured out
The essence of what being a man was all about
A batch of her chemistry turned to routine
A junkie and a kid with an understanding
And then one day it had occurred to me
It had been a couple weeks since I had seen Tammi
So I went over and let myself in
I found her lying dead from an overdose in her kitchen
That's when I took out my knife, and took off my clothes
And drove the blade into my navel and clavicle
Crime scene, cops find a kid smiling
I ended it all to rot in hell
With Tammi
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Atlantis
02:20
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I'm broke but I'm happy, I'm poor but I'm kind
I'm short but I'm healthy, yeah
I'm high but I'm grounded, I'm sane but I'm overwhelmed
I'm lost but I'm hopeful, baby
What it all comes down to
Is that everything's gonna be fine, fine, fine
'Cause I've got one hand in my pocket
And the other one is saying Fuck Off
I feel drunk but I'm sober, I'm young and I'm underpaid
I'm tired but I'm working, yeah
I care but I'm restless, I'm here but I'm really gone
I'm wrong and I'm sorry baby
What it all comes down to
Is that everything is going to be quite alright
'Cause I've got one hand in my pocket
And the other one is saying Fuck Off
I'm free but I'm focused, I'm green but I'm wise
I'm hard but I'm friendly, baby
I'm sad but I'm laughing, I'm brave but I'm chicken shit
I'm sick but I'm pretty baby
And what it all boils down to
Is that no one's really got it figured out just yet
I've got one hand in my pocket
And the other one is saying Fuck Off
And what it all comes down to, my friends, yeah
Is that everything is just fine fine fine
I've got one hand in my pocket
And the other one is saying Fuck Off
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9. |
All I Give A Fuck About
02:00
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All I give a fuck about is living in Los Angeles, California
All I give a fuck about is playing punk music with my friends
All I give a fuck about is going to Venice Beach and skateboarding
'Cuz that's my fuckin' shit and I'll start it all over again tomorrow mornin'
That's all I give a fuck about
That's all I give a fuck about
That's all I give a fuck about oh yeah
All I give a fuck about is living in Los Angeles, California
All I give a fuck about is playing punk music with my friends
All I give a fuck about is going to NoHo and skateboarding
'Cuz that's my fuckin' shit and I'll start it all over again tomorrow mornin'
That's all I give a fuck about
That's all I give a fuck about
That's all I give a fuck about oh yeah
That's all I give a fuck about
And that's all I came to say
So I hope you do what you give a fuck about
And have a great fuckin' day!
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10. |
I'm Over It
02:08
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I'm fuckin' tired, I'm fuckin' sore
I'm fuckin' helpless, I can't move anymore
I lay around lethargically
Tell the coroner to be gentle with me
I'm over it.
Jumped out a window
Made my wife a widow
Faked my death but didn't live to tell
Gonna live my final days
On the beach or by the lake
But I fucked it up again and now I'm dead
I was wasted, I was blue
Check out early seemed like a smart move
So I side schemed catastrophe
Hit by a bus after falling 50 feet
I'm over it.
Jumped out a window
Made my wife a widow
Faked my death but didn't live to tell
Gonna live my final days
On the beach or by the lake
But I fucked it up again and now I'm dead
Great escape gone horribly wrong
Failed attempt at insurance fraud
Skull fragments on the street
Inconclusive autopsy
I'm over it.
Jumped out a window
Made my wife a widow
Faked my death but didn't live to tell
Gonna live my final days
On the beach or by the lake
But I fucked it up again and now I'm dead
And now I'm dead.
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