Luyện nghe bài hát Wore Out The Soles Of My Party Boots

Life is fast but I don't wanna past you
you are my only roots
I was the of the drug, booze thing
Now I've worn out the soles of my boots

So call me shit faced, of Disgrace'
I care 'cause my outer skin
Is thick like and a liver that's rusted out
Now, I'm on a

Everybody to give a shit outta me
I won't give it but I'll ambivalence
I gotta memory box my memory blocks me
From remembering

All the out nights into white out mornings
Into gray damagings
So me Fat Fuck, geriatric punk rock
Give it straight I deserve

A verbal from an audience bleating
And a with no concern
wants to give a shit outta me
I give it but I'll give irresponsiveness

Everybody to drag me up again
I wanna go but the price going up
Going down is and practical
Laying low but keeping it
I'm on the and it's such a drag
Without a key kick, and a drag

Evidently no one likes a
Or an old punk's
So I'm for the tap
On my shoulder 'cause all getting older not better
The laughs are no with us

So call me Fat Fuck, punk
me Fat Fuck, geriatric punk
Call me Fat Fuck, geriatric
Shit faced, Master of