Zimmer's Hole lyrics
Zimmer's Hole lyrics
"White Trash Momma lyrics"
The Whammy lyrics
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Get Down, Get Down, Listen to the SoundGet Down, Get Down, Listen to the SoundGet Down, Get Down, Listen to the
White trash heaven in your home town
I can't stand it out on the lake
Let's gather 'round the 'ol oil drum
And twist up a thumb of shake
House a kit find us fuckin' freezing
We're a little tight gotta sell some thigh
Got a degree it's a p.h.d...
It's a useless urban lie
Wanted to be a dental
Hey You, I Love Your Soul lyrics
Am I a man who knows how to love When you hate what you fear the most I'll wash your feet as you spit in my face Hey you, I love your so
hygenist-didn't wantAm I a man who knows how to love When you hate what you fear the most I'll wash your feet as you spit in my face Hey you, I love your so
To waitress
Shoulda stayed in school now she smokes
Unwashed penis
Deep lung cough and bloody stool
White trash momma
Socially assisted anally fisted
Unwashed sheets that stained with cum
Curlers in her hair yellow underwear
Burning all the garbage in the 'ol oil drum
To Hell And Back lyrics
Gently You are tying The strings Around my neck Around my arms Around my legs Like a flesh Marionet And you whisper In a sweet voi
Gently You are tying The strings Around my neck Around my arms Around my legs Like a flesh Marionet And you whisper In a sweet voi
Curlers kettles cans and curtains
They're so hurtin' she so sore
Eye dropper crack hits every mornin'
It's almost noon she has got to score
White trash momma
Raised on white bread
Trading stepped-on crack for bad head
Notice as the tracks are revealed
Her white trash fate is sealed
If I wanted sunshine I would go to Spain If I wanted roses I would pray for rain If I wanted drama I would head for the stage If I
The wind just whipped right out of the sky
Mom was too busy cookin'...
Mom was too busy gettin' high...
Carry...mommy...
Let's gather 'round the 'ol oil drum
It's right down by the shore...
We'll be talkin' and trading stories
'bout a white trash whore