From the goddamn first thing I do in the morning, 'til the goddamn last thing I do at night Oh wouldn't it be so terribly nice Don't you ever want to get it right All my goddamn ex-friends, they oh so politely criticize me and advise me They don't know what they're talking about, they don't mean a thing A bunch of stupid assholes hanging onto strings, and you're full of shit, and you know it's true When I'm riding in my car, to some hotel, to some crummy bar Please preacher, cure her and send her back home Wherever you go, whatever you do Goodness gracious Shape to shape, form to form In a circular motion, full erosion You're so full of shit, and you know it's true, 'cause we all heard you, talking on the telephone, full of shit, full of shit Molotov cocktails, death and dada Don't you ever want to get it right? Sally and Judy were standing next to me, and they said that you said that Heidi was a real drag Leave on a plane, driving Novocaine See you next summer, have another bummer You're full of shit and your ugly of face And you're full of shit, and you know it's true The same thing amigo applies to you Driving in my car, oh baby See you round summertime Driving in the air I just think that it isn't quite fair to me And shape to shape, form to form Funny little motion, full erosion You're so full of shit, you know it's true Same thing applies to me, applies to you You're full of shit, full of shit, full of shit, you're full of shit, full of shitTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
