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

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

So me shit faced, 'Master of Disgrace'
I don't 'cause my outer skin
Is thick like and a liver that's rusted out
Now, I'm on a

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

All the blacked out nights white out mornings
gray matter damagings
So call me Fat Fuck, geriatric punk
Give it straight 'cause I

A verbal beating an audience bleating
And a melee no concern
Everybody wants to give a outta me
I won't give it but give irresponsiveness

Everybody to drag me up again
I wanna go but the keeps going up
down is simple and practical
Laying low but keeping it
I'm on the and it's such a drag
a key kick, shot and a drag

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

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