A simple formula, music and Screw yourself, all of the above If we join the fools, maybe we'll beat them If you're not ball, then you can eat them
An easy lay, yeah, 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 only one who can me cum"
your mom, to stop callin' me Don't your leg, on my family tree Auf ah, my mon amie Just tell your mom, to stop me trash callin me trash
We're pilin' up, in the change the mess in me, I tried to warn her But you can't the kids for what they're born into Still it just me sick, to take a whiff 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 you'll get to it Just try it on for size, that stinky shoe fits
And tell mom, to stop callin' me And get your ax out of the of my family tree If is real than I don't think I wanna be, tell your mom, to stop callin' me trash
They sure make 'em like they used to Swimmin' in cesspools for the bargain bin I may not but I guess 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 Come on and right in Come on and jump in
And tell your mom to stop callin' me And tell mom to stop callin' me trash And tell your mom to callin' me trash And tell your mom to callin' me trash
Tell your mom, takes one to know one Tell your mom, to stealin' my stash Tell your mom, to stop sendin' me your mom, I'm on the radio trash