Don't have to tell me that life ain't fair, I lost twelve of my very best men in there Well, hold on Hold on to your curse This story is depressing and it's gonna get worse I gotta know what the man on the street thinks I wanna drink what the man on the beach drinks Need a security perimeter with Venetian blinds An emergency meeting of the meeting of the minds
Can't see the forest through the trees I make my living in American cheese Bringing everybody to their knees So have another slice of American cheese Well, I know it'd be better with Gouda or Cheddar
Now there's fifty dead actresses lying in your wake So have another piece of chicken, have a piece of steak But be nice, lover, be nice to me Cuz there's an evil army comin' that we just can't see
I gotta feel everything that I can't feel I gotta steal when I went with the meal deal I gotta bless they heart and forgive they sins And pass all my curses onto next of kin
Can't see the forest through the trees I make my living in American cheese Bringing everybody to their knees So have another slice of American cheese I'm not an I-talian fella, but I like Mozzarella
This conversation is just a time killer, time filler Taking its toll upon my heart Taking its toll upon my heart This corporation is just feed filler, seed spiller Hell bent on tearing us apart Hell bent on tearing us apart My king of the nation died from painkillers long after thriller They sell his music at K-Mart They sell his music at K-Mart Going station to station Looking for Ben Stiller getting Phyllis Dillered
Now too lets go back to the start } x6Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
