Lyrics:
sell gold
Can't you see, you alcoholic idiots
The more you try to suppress us, the larger we get
[You have the right to remain silent]
Fuck that
when they burn it down.
Here in the Museum of Idiots.
Honey, I'm there when you need me, please believe me, please believe me.
I'll still be right
The idiot bastard son:
(THE FATHER'S A NAZI IN CONGRESS TODAY . . .
THE MOTHER'S A HOOKER SOMEWHERE IN L.A.)
The idiot bastard son:
(ABANDONED
sell gold
Can't you see, you alcoholic idiots
The more you try to suppress us, the larger we get
[You have the right to remain silent]
Fuck that
And dream of driving a Zamboni
All over Saskatchewan
Don't want to be a Canadian idiot
We'll figure out their temperature in Celsius
See the map they're
your guilt creeps in
On a Tuesday, send a soft "Hey"
As if you really don't work all the time
We were goin' right, then you took a left
Left me
We don't smoke marijuana in Muskogee
We don't take our trips on LSD
We don't burn our draft cards down on Main Street
'Cause we like livin' right
We don't smoke marijuana in Muskogee
We don't take our trips on LSD
We don't burn our draft cards down on Main Street
'Cause we like livin' right
We don't smoke marijuana in Muskogee,
We don't take no trips on LSD;
We don't burn no draft cards down on Main Street,
But, We love livin' right
still an I-d-I-o-t
I-D-I-O-T, yeah
I-D-I-O-T
I-D-I-O-T
You're an idiot
Even with your college degree
You're an idiot
Even with your PHD
You're an idiot
Idiots we're idiots and idiots are idiots we're idiotic
Idiots we're idiots and idiots are really dumb we're really stupid
Idiots we're idiots
sell gold
Can't you see, you alcoholic idiots
The more you try to suppress us, the larger we get
[You have the right to remain silent]
Fuck that
macaroni
And dream of driving a Zamboni
All over Saskatchewan
Don't want to be a Canadian idiot
We'll figure out their temperature in Celsius
We don't smoke marijuana in Muskogee
We don't take our trips on LSD
We don't burn our draft cards down on Main Street
We like livin' right
join your cult
I am stuck in an Idiot Nation
Manipulated and hypnotized
Idiot Nation looking right into my eyes
No, I don't wanna be part of your
on her face, that's just memorabilia
Cum on Kamila, I make it rain on her like a Floridian
Her baby daddy, that nigga a idiot
I gave her magic
daughter
You are the best thing that's ever been mine
Oh, oh, oh
And I remember that fight, 2:30 a.m.
As everything was slipping right out of our
wrote a lot of songs about women
Then we tried to sing 'em pretty for the girls
Pushin' everythin' we did to the limit
Livin' right out on the edge
she'll say no without a doubt you see
And I've decided college girls just won't go out with me
They make me nervous and they always catch me off my guard
daughter
You are the best thing that's ever been mine
Oh, oh, oh
And I remember that fight, 2:30 AM
As everything was slipping right out of our hands
Hmm yeah
Yeah girl, been diggin' on you
Sippin' on drink number two
Tryin' to come up with somethin' smooth
And waitin' on the right time
routine
and it's catching on big, it's so hot it's obscene
so get off the wall, stand proud and tall
get out there and dance like an idiot
you know it's
daughter
You are the best thing that's ever been mine
Oh, oh, oh
And I remember that fight, 2:30 AM
As everything was slipping right out of our hands
out with an idiot
How can you stand next to the truth and not see it?
Oh, change of heart comes slow
It's not a hill, it's a mountain
As you start
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