Playin' hot potato with a hand grenade Shakin' like a leaf on a tree you can see me blow myself to smithereens Oh look it's raining pieces of me
Oh look up in the sky It's a hole about the size of Texas Oh fuck it's the end of the world And don't you come a-crawlin' to me
You fuck with mother nature, And she's gonna get pissed She don't always act like a lady She's the one who added to the gift of life And she could always take it away
Oh look up in the sky It's a hole about the size of Texas Oh fuck it's the end of the world And don't you come a-crawlin' to me
My god is made of balsa wood and porcelain I think I'm gonna puke in the sink I need another shot of dextromethorphan And then I'll take a break from that to think
Oh look up in the sky It's a hole about the size of Texas Oh fuck it's the end of the world And don't you come a-crawlin' to meTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
