Biomag

It all started sitting at home,
Sitting alone, sitting at home.
It all started having a smoke,
You thought that you would choke, having a smoke.

Then you decided to get up and go go to the show,
Go to the show.
Looks in his wallet attached with a chain
He has no cash he has no brain?

Biomag, Biomag
The epidemy of worthlessness mag
Biomag, Bioooomag.

Down at the show hes starting to scam
Got to get in so you can slam.

You wanted some beer
You went to the store
You made a mistake
You started to talk
You asked a cop to buy you a pack.
The cops places you in handcuffs and brought you
No beer for a day, no beer for a few



Credits
Writer(s): Jean-michel Bitard, Arnaud Bertrand Cyrille Rozenblat
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