Luyện nghe bài hát Happy Camper

you pretentious fucking
you've got at all
you've got your in your asshole
and your hand on the
and you talk such fucking
that it's to believe
that you make careers out of being naive

you, you are a coz you sold my guitar
you, you are a fucker, seeking in bars
you, you are a fucker, coz you say such shit
I've got a better in pocket lint
what you've done with it

so if you are an asshole who pretends to be a
get your ass in music, you'll be set to the end, ending,
and now you've got the nerve to ask me about my
why yes, I have become a happy camper!

I hate your fucking faces and trendy cut hair,
I hate the fact you think your job will go
because it's use is just the as what I shit into the bowl
just like the mess between your ears is like the mess in my

I hate your loser friends who only come out it's right
I hate that it's down you run instead of fight
I'm set to think you lot in to test the stronger ones
will just some chicken shit and also sneakers for the run.

I dig it away, the you puked instead of swallowed,
in an attempt to try and the dick instead of the load,
so you move and stand aside my mood will hamper,
and yes, I will a fucking happy camper!

stuck in endless winter with your to keep you sane
wait for useless numbers to useful once again
where the will come again, your flaw grows sick,
your flaw will send, the shit you call your
to the that is your end

stuck in the winter, and wet,
your stupid friends come and went
and you've behind your idiot job,
and it's far from a prize, you dink

...your'e a dink... yeah!
...how's this for dink!!!

...suck my cock, you pathetic excuse for a being...
a neurotic, homophobic, racist dork... you've also got a lot
of balls to dick with someone else's life, you fucking pseudo
"boy in the hood" middle class spoiled rotten bored "gangsta"
hunk of regenerated red neck bullshit! thank christ you don't
have to rely on that staggering or dynamic personality to
intimidate others, for brains. shut the fuck up, and get out of
your parent's house and get a real job, you putz, and for sake,
quit being such a sheep!!! now grow the hell up!!!... dink.
I let it get me down because you're in it for the
and I'd rather leave with reason go dying for a story
and this whole l.a. thing

that the are buying up
it work, it doesn't work,
it's so inbred I might up...
and now I'm put the middle
with the and the bunk, and I always end up

hearing "hey, man, punk... have more punk!"
so I am to do a favour, save some hassle kiss and tell,
that either way my shit and it ain't ever going to sell

so if got the gall to take this shit blown up your ass
and youv'e got the and balls to pump the same crap out in mass
hell, I'll stand aside and with your plans I'll never tamper
I'll sit and write you songs and be a fucking camper.

yeah, send me out a contract and in clauses you lurk
the smaller points so I can it all and save you work
you say an album's not an album issues left to hamper...
then, fuck,
...I guess I am a
...happy
...fucking
...camper.