a simple formula

Music and love

Screw yourself

Forgetting all of the above

If we can't join the fools

Maybe we'll beat them

If you're not playing ball

Then you can eat them

An easy lay

Yeah there's no such luck

With such a little brain

How can i talk so much?

She said get it straight

Or get it gone

You're not the only one

Who can make me cum



Tell your mom to stop calling me

Don't lift your leg on my family tree

Auf weidersehen (ah, my) mon amie

Just tell your mom to stop calling me

Trash



We're piling up in the corner

Can't clean the mess in me

I tried to warn her

But you can't blame the kids

For what they're born into

Still it just maks me sick

To take a whiff of you

Another stupid game

We'll just make up the rules

As we go along

Makes us so dull we drool

And it's a bitter taste

But you'll get used to it

Just try it on for size

That stinky shoe that fits



And tell your mom to stop calling me

And get your axe out of the stump of my family tree

If this is real then i don't think i want to be

Just tell your mom to stop calling me

Trash



But they sure don't make 'em like they used to

Swimmin' in cesspools ready for the bargain bin

I may not wanna but i guess i'll have to choose

To stay alive or jump right in

So i guess i'll have to jump right in

I'm gonna jump right in

Come on and jump right in



And tell your mom to stop calling me

Trash (4x)

Tell your mom takes one to know one

Trash

Tell your mom to stop stealing my

Stash

Tell your mom to stop sending me

Cash

Tell your mom i'm on the radio

Trash


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