A simple formula, music and Screw yourself, forgetting all of the If we can't join the fools, maybe we'll beat If you're not playin' ball, then you can eat
An lay, yeah, there's no such luck such a little brain, how can I talk so much? She said, "Get it straight, or get it You're not the one who can make me cum"
Tell your mom, to stop me Don't lift your leg, on my tree Auf weidersehen ah, my mon Just tell mom, to stop callin' me trash Stop callin me
We're pilin' up, in the Can't change the mess in me, I tried to her But you can't blame the for what they're born into Still it just makes me sick, to take a of you
Another game, we'll just make up the rules As we go along, us so dumb we drool And it's a bitter taste but get used to it Just try it on for size, stinky shoe that fits
And tell your mom, to stop me And get ax out of the stump of my family tree If this is real than I think I wanna be, Just tell your mom, to callin' me trash
They sure make 'em like they used to Swimmin' in ready for the bargain bin I may not wanna but I I have to chose To stay alive or right in
So I guess I'll have to jump in I'm jump right in Come on and right in on and jump right in Come on and jump in
And tell mom to stop callin' me trash And tell your mom to callin' me trash And tell mom to stop callin' me trash And tell your mom to callin' me trash
your mom, takes one to know one trash Tell mom, to stop stealin' my stash your mom, to stop sendin' me cash Tell your mom, I'm on the radio