Shit Scheisse Merde, Pt. 1 (Instrumental)
Walking in the streets with a slight headache
Just wondering how I could have made what I make
I don't want to be carried
I don't want to be buried
I just want to be married to the very first thought
But I get so caught up thinking these thoughts that I thought up
And I know I've gotta, I've gotta find a way
I've got to find a way to get my mind off
Replay, replay, replay, replay, replay, replay, replay
See, I try my very best to be just like I am
But everybody wants me to be like Zimmerman
So I thought about giving in, and, but then I think again
I don't care about what who said
I'm too busy listening to the voices in my head
Let the haters hate (hey, tell 'em)
Tell them to pull up a seat (hey, tell 'em)
I'll serve their words on plates
Talking all that shit, tell them time to eat
Let them eat
Shit, scheisse, merde
Do any of you squares know where I can get a joint around here?
Shit, scheisse, merde
Do any of you ladies care for a game of truth or dare?
Shit, scheisse, merde
I ain't fucking scared of no lions, tigers, or bears, oh
Shit, scheisse, merde
Catch me singing this in 20 years at some local county fair
If I had a dollar for every single yes
But you took away one for every no
I'd have about six dollars
Which incidentally is how much I got in my pocket right now
If I had a dollar for every single yes
But you took away one for every no
I'd have about six dollars which
Divided by seven, do your mathematic
Shit, scheisse, merde
All you fucking squares better say your fucking prayers
Shit, scheisse, merde
I ain't fucking scared of no lion, tigers, or bears, oh
Shit, scheisse, merde
I've got one: What did George Bush say when he met Tony Blair?
Shit, scheisse, merde
He said you act like you care and I act like I care and we both stay rich
Stay rich as
Shit, scheisse, merde
Shit, shit, shit, shit, shit, shit, shit, shit, shit, shit
Scheisse, scheisse, scheisse, scheisse, scheisse
Shit, shit, shit, shit, shit, shit, shit, shit, shit, shit
Just wondering how I could have made what I make
I don't want to be carried
I don't want to be buried
I just want to be married to the very first thought
But I get so caught up thinking these thoughts that I thought up
And I know I've gotta, I've gotta find a way
I've got to find a way to get my mind off
Replay, replay, replay, replay, replay, replay, replay
See, I try my very best to be just like I am
But everybody wants me to be like Zimmerman
So I thought about giving in, and, but then I think again
I don't care about what who said
I'm too busy listening to the voices in my head
Let the haters hate (hey, tell 'em)
Tell them to pull up a seat (hey, tell 'em)
I'll serve their words on plates
Talking all that shit, tell them time to eat
Let them eat
Shit, scheisse, merde
Do any of you squares know where I can get a joint around here?
Shit, scheisse, merde
Do any of you ladies care for a game of truth or dare?
Shit, scheisse, merde
I ain't fucking scared of no lions, tigers, or bears, oh
Shit, scheisse, merde
Catch me singing this in 20 years at some local county fair
If I had a dollar for every single yes
But you took away one for every no
I'd have about six dollars
Which incidentally is how much I got in my pocket right now
If I had a dollar for every single yes
But you took away one for every no
I'd have about six dollars which
Divided by seven, do your mathematic
Shit, scheisse, merde
All you fucking squares better say your fucking prayers
Shit, scheisse, merde
I ain't fucking scared of no lion, tigers, or bears, oh
Shit, scheisse, merde
I've got one: What did George Bush say when he met Tony Blair?
Shit, scheisse, merde
He said you act like you care and I act like I care and we both stay rich
Stay rich as
Shit, scheisse, merde
Shit, shit, shit, shit, shit, shit, shit, shit, shit, shit
Scheisse, scheisse, scheisse, scheisse, scheisse
Shit, shit, shit, shit, shit, shit, shit, shit, shit, shit
Credits
Writer(s): Daniel Timothy Gorman, Tyler Pope, Justin William Vandervolgen, Nicholas Joseph Offer, Allan Odel Wilson, John Edward Pugh, Mario G Andreoni
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