AHHRRRRHHHH!!! you only got one finger left, and it's pointing at the door, and your taking for granted, what the lords laid on the floor, so i'm picking up the pieces and i'm puttin' them up for sale, throw your meal ticket out the window, put your skeletons in jail cause lord only knows it's gettin' late the censors are gone, so don't you hesistate, give yourself a call, letcha' bottom dollars fall throwin your tube of cans down the drain. invite me to the seven seas, watch some seasick man. you'll do whatever you please, and i'll do whatever i can. titanic family well, my eyes are turning pink don't call us when the new age, gets old enough to drink, cause lord only knows it's getting late, your censors are gone so don't you hesitate, move on up the hill, theres nothing there, left to kill, throwin' your tube of cans down the drain... yeah... órale órale órale órale órale órale just passin' through... órale órale órale órale........... dYow! goin' back to houston, do the hot dog dance, goin' back to houston, to get me some pants.............
Compositor: Beck David Hansen (Beck Hansen) (AMRA)Editor: Less Music (ASCAP)Publicado em 1996ECAD verificado obra #4790170 e fonograma #1932904 em 26/Abr/2024