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Intro
01:42
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2. |
Jagoff
04:13
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Kids these days, what a bunch of pussies
you can't say a god damn thing without them whining
"That's offensive!"
Well I don't care about your feelings
and nobody really does
They're just scared to death to look like an asshole.
But I'm a jagoff
I'm a jagoff
I'm a jagoff
I'm a jagoff
Suck it up buttercup, your making it way too easy to bust your balls
there ain't no law against being an asshole.
We ain't racist we ain't sexist, we're just 100% assholes
so don't feel special, we hate you all.
Why do you care so damn much what I think?
I'm just some dickhead with a guitar
who hates your fucking face.
Got your cause and got your claws and your gonna stand up and shout it.
Just because your queer it don't mean that you gotta be a fag about it.
You seem to think, that I seem to think, somethings gotta be wrong if I'm making a stink
Shit motherfucker, I'll insult you for shit that I do
cuz I'm a jagoff
I'm a jagoff
I'm a jagoff
I'm a jagoff
Suck it up buttercup, you're making it way too easy to bust your balls
There ain't no law against being an asshole
We ain't racist, we ain't sexist. we're just 100% assholes
so don't feel special we hate you all.
we. hate. you. ( we hate you all )
we. hate. you. ( we hate you all )
we. hate. you. ( we hate you all )
we. hate. you. ( we hate you all )
Your crocodile tears are washing me away, and nobody cares what the fuck I say.
if it wasn't for you nobody would know my name.
You're so open minded, and you're all about free speech
Up until someone steps on your tail and then you're calling out the fact police.
Cuz you're a jagoff
And I'm a jagoff
We're both jagoffs
Everybody's a jagoff
Suck it up buttercup, you're making it way too easy to bust your balls
There ain't no law against being an asshole
We ain't racist, we ain't sexist. we're just 100% assholes
so don't feel special we hate you all.
We hate you all
We hate you all
We hate you all
We hate you all
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3. |
Suckin' Dick for Crack
01:34
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The judge told me I had to do a PSA for kids
so here's a tip if you do crack, you better like sucking dick.
Sucking, dick for crack. Sucking, dick for crack.
I'm full of pearls of wisdom, so here's one you can grow on.
If you do crack without the cash, a dick you will a blow on.
Sucking, dick for crack. Sucking, dick for crack.
For crack. For crack. For crack. For craaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaack.
You're teeth fall out, you're covered in scabs, you become a disgusting slob.
Once a payment, now a threat, gimme crack or I'll give you a blowjob.
Sucking, dick for crack. Sucking, dick for crack.
Sucking, dick for crack. Sucking, dick for crack.
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4. |
Born to Burn
03:10
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I'm an A-bomb ready to blow. Blue ribbon, best in show
Ii beat up cripples, and piss on old ladies. Trip the blind, steal candy from babies.
Cock of the walk, I'm king of the ring, I'm the black widow's bite, I'm the scorpions sting
I'm death, at his home address-ah
And I don't care what the fuck you think cuz you bitches think your shit don't stink.
I was born to burn in hell, I was born to burn
I was born to burn in hell, I was born to burn
Like a flag bearing crossing bones, you'd be wise just to leave me alone
My mere thoughts will make worlds collide, my evil genius can't be denied.
I'm cream of the crop, I'm head of the class, ain't taking names, but I'm kicking some ass
I'm god. without all the flaws.
And I don't care what the fuck you think, cuz you bitches think your shit don't stink.
I was born to burn in hell, I was born to burn
I was born to burn in hell, I was born to burn
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5. |
Cut Your Head Off
02:46
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I'm sick to death of all the whining. You sure do love to bitch and moan.
Never had an ache or pain, so small that you don't complain
and I wish you'd just leave me alone.
I wanna cut your head off. HEAD OFF!
and kick your skull across the floor. ACROSS THE FLOOR!
I wanna cut your head clean off
so it don't bother you no more.
It might surprise you to know this, but I don't feel good all the time.
I just got the self awareness, to know that no one else could care less
than whoever I'm bitching to at the time.
I wanna cut your head off. HEAD OFF!
and use your face for a dartboard. A DARTBOARD!
I wanna cut your head clean off
so it don't bother me no more.
hack, stab, kill
hack, stab, kill
hack, stab, kill
hack, stab, kill
c.u.t. cut your head off
c.u.t. cut your head off
c.u.t. cut your head off
c.u.n.t you're a cunt!
How could someone suffer so damn much, and not have the common decency to die.
suffered more than any jew, in dachau during world war 2
you live to bitch and bitching keeps you alive.
I wanna cut your head off. HEAD OFF!
and kick your skull across the floor. ACROS THE FLOOR!
I wanna cut your head clean off, so it don't bother you no more.
cut cut cut. hack hack hack, stab stab stab. kill.
cut cut cut. hack hack hack. stab stab stab. kill
cut cut cut, hack hack hack, stab stab stab, kill.
cut cut cut, hack hack hack, stab stab stab, kill.
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6. |
Hot Load
03:57
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Crow's feet and dimpled cheeks belie a fate unsure
The apple of your eye, slowly rotting to the core
Everything you say and do, screams I don't love, I tolerate you.
Dying inside
Dying inside
Don't ask the question, I already know the answer.
The silence turns to hatred, a secret fetid cancer.
Should you stay or should you go? I don't know what I want no more.
Dying inside
Dying inside
Why don't you cut me loose? Why don't you cut me loose? Why don't you cut me loose?
You wear me like an albatross, wear me like and albatross, wear me like an albatross,
hung about your neck.
I count the minutes 'till the children go to bed
They need a dad and get an arm's length instead,
A help around the house, but an intruder in the bed.
Dying inside
Dying inside
I've become what I hate, could my hate be misplaced?
No I deserve it, I'm a god damn disgrace.
The old me still comes shining through
His note to me reads "I hate you"
Dying inside
Dying inside
I'm just another chore, I'm just another chore, I'm just another chore
You check me off your list of shit, check me off your list of shit, check me off your list of shit,
to get done before bed.
Shaking in my boots, when I see you in the crowd.
Scream to total strangers, things I can't tell you out loud.
Waiting for a heart attack, the future all I see is black
Dying inside
Dying inside
Can't fight the feeling, it never goes away
Ten years have past and it haunts me to this day
Leave me moping round the house with nothing left to say
Dying inside
Dying inside
I'd never really do it. I'd never really do it, I'd never really do it
I just wonder about the taste, I just wonder about the taste, I just wonder about the taste,
Of hot lead, cold steel.
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7. |
Beer Flavored Cunt
03:06
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You say that you wish that I was a little bit more mature.
You wish that I didn't make you bear the things you have to endure.
You say you wish that I was like the other guys, and not just a useless drunk
I wish you had a beer, I wish you had a beer flavored cunt.
Don't beat yourself up baby, nobody's perfect.
But when you bitch about me staying out late, you're pussy ain't filling, it don't taste great.
Baby can't you see that when you look at me, I'm looking down the barrel of a gun
I wish you had a beer, I wish you had a beer flavored cunt.
Always gotta bring up the time I pissed in the closet.
Like you ain't never done nothing wrong, like your pussy couldn't be improved upon.
Baby can't you see, it isn't just me, hell, ask anyone
I wish you had a beer, I wish you had a beer flavored cunt.
Went down to the store, just to get another loaf of bread
I said hey baby, we need any lunchmeat? She goes, "you're the one that makes the fucking lunches."
Baby can't you see it's pretty plain to me, you ain't no fun
I wish you had a beer, I wish you had a beer flavored cunt.
Don't beat yourself up baby nobody's perfect.
But when you bitch about my staying out late, your pussy ain't filling, and it don't taste great.
Baby can't you see that when you look at me I'm looking down the barrel of a gun.
I wish you had a beer, I wish you had a beer flavored cunt.
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8. |
Shit Hits the Fan
04:24
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9. |
Goodie Swing
02:46
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10. |
Fuck You
02:35
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11. |
Drink and Destroy
04:39
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12. |
Indian Style
01:56
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