Lyrics:
When I called on my nursemaid
Come sit by my side
But she cuts through my ribcage
And pushes the pills deep in my eyes (eyes, eyes, eyes)
Oh, but look-a-here, baby
See what-a you've done, done
You taken my money
You got me on a bum
C'mon shake a-yo' boogie
Whoa, shake a-yo' boogie
Dám dělovou ránu
Bum, bum, bum, bum
A rozbiju bránu, můj bude váš dům
V něm budu tě hýčkat
Hej, hej, hej, hej
A svážu ti strýčka vím
Že byl by na mě
greatest trick
Was just to say he wasn't real
Satan always used to love to say he wasn't real
I'm no cable news reporter
They got nothing new to say
all his lights and they drove right by him, woo
Chapter two
Traphouse just got cable
Stuntin' on the neighbors
The cable man was the feds though
You know me, I know you
We are not the same
At all now
Your mystery, outgrew mine
When I'm by myself, alone in tears
Something is taking over me
It
bail
Join the army, if you fail
Look out kid
You're gonna get hit
But users, cheaters
Six-time losers
Hang around the theaters
Girl by
said a drip-drop, a drip-drop, drip-drop
Viva bum bum bum drip-drop
Let it rain, let it rain, let God's water feed me
The water of life, mentally
on in your parents' bedrooms
Sometimes I wanna get on TV and just let loose
But can't, but it's cool for Tom Green to hump a dead moose
"My bum is
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When she come around she a killer
When she come around she a killer
My hand turn to bum bum sticker
My hand turn to burn bum sticker
When she come
the bouquet
They know I'm headed to the top like a toupee
Now all the bums is wondering where I be's at
You ain't a Barbie, it's none of ya freaking bees wax
if he is a girl?
What would I do with her?
What could I do for her?
A bum with no money
You can have fun with a son
But you got to be a father
bitch, you need to run and go get your frigity-friends
I'm looking at your bum-stickity-bum, hun
The mickity mack's bickity back, don't act wickity-wack
the bouquet
They know I'm headed to the top like a toupee
Now all these bums is wondering
Where I be's at you ain't a Barbie
It's none of ya freaking bees wax
It's lonesome away from your kindered and all
By the campfire at night where the wild Dingos call
But there's nothin' so lonesome, so dull or so
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Bum ratatatata bum bum bum bum
Ratatatata kill kill kill bum
Ratatatata bum bum bum bum
a strange magnetic pull
Like a homing signal in your skull
And you sail by the stars of the hemisphere
Wondering how in the hell did you end up here?
is red so beautiful
Like an angel in disguise
But if you meet a friendly horse
Will you communicate by
Mo-o-o-o-orse?
Mo-o-o-o-orse?
me
Who's the son of some well-known
He was brought in by his mother
'Cause his daddy's always gone
There's a bum from down on broadway
And a few
closing
But it's over now, but it's over now
Go on and take a bow
Bum bum be dum, bum bum be dum bum
I'm going crazy now
Bum bum be dum, bum bum be dum bum
I loaded the variables like masterpieces
From under the germ-led advance.
I saw your compass on a sea of frayed cable
And aspects of vision afloat
royalty or something
The sun was shining on the avenue
And the shadows knew just what to do
They kinda parted as I walked on by
And the clouds went off
I'm sitting by the side of a river
Underneath the pale blue sky
I've got no need to worry, I'm in no hurry
I'm looking at the world go by
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