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Screeching Weasel
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The Entourage
Here they are, the entourage It doesn't matter what your job is You'd all be right here sucking up in any case
Baby Fat let me tell you what your problem is
Oh I can't wait, this'll be great Please proceed
You just don't know when to back off And someday somebody's gonna get sick of it What! Beat up a guy in a wheelchair You don't have to squash a cockroach to kill it
You bloated garden gnome You think you can huff and puff and blow my house down Well have at it But you'll answer to Tommy Swank I'm his right hand man You're just the drunk he gave a job to out of pity Oh here we go
Hey Queeg, still selling weed What's it like to go doctor shopping every week 更多更詳盡歌詞 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔鏡歌詞網 for your oxy contin
That big Swank must keep you around To serve as a personal circus clown Cause now You couldn't dig your way out of a paper bag[?]
Stompin' Otto the brain dead lush Made out of a barrel of bourbon and rum Holy cow, now he's shaking and sweating Hey, but he's good at pretending it's funny
Now here comes Jerry Japan What cruel prick let you pick out that name You poor son of a bitch You really think it sounds cool
Remember when your teenage girlfriend dumped you cause the zoloft left you impotent? But you're a badass now Aintcha Jerry don't worry nobody thinks you're a fairy Oh no Because they don't think about you at all Oh no Because they don't think about you at all
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