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Artysta: Guttermouth

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Give me a gun

Give me a gun cause cause bombs and guns are really fun
i`ve lost my job my moneys gon live like a slob
i`ve got no home only streets to roams live so alone
i`m barely alive i feed on cats to survive
my wife left me my kids are dead
all this guilt is in my head
i can`t go on living like this
i wish that i was dead i wish

Give me a gun i`ll kill a nun just wait and see
give me a gun i`ll shoot a cop to be on tv
nothing could be more fun than a shooting spree
once again i found myself back on tv

guns are fun so much neato fun, fun, fun
better run i got a gun
come on down and join the fun woopie!!!

food for thought

i just want to eat some pills
littleones big ones get my fill
don`t matter what kind cause i`ll be buying them
up or down i rely on them

little red ones
quay ludes
and the beauties
i gotta get gotta gotta get gotta gonna get some pills

i just wanna eat pills kill the pain
makes me smart speeds up my brain
kids at school lining up and buying them
day or night i`ll be selling them

little cross tops
pink hearts
and vicodin
i gotta get gotta gotta get gotta gonna get somes pills

gar-bage (gar`bij), a perfect example of uninteresting poetry

real life was never like this
the door opened as i fell trough
minds of man like piss
learning is a thing of the past
the door has opened and closed
i`m locked inside this out side world
why the fuck no one knows
why the fuck am i trapped like this

world of forgotten minds
living on parallel lines
forgotten people of the past
in the human race
i came out last

i`ve been left behind
left behind with human kind
i want to go away
i`m with these people every day
human kind was left behind
and i don`t want to be here
human kind was left behind
and i don`t want to be here

world of forgotten minds
living on parallel lines
forgotten people of the past
in the human race
i came out last

up your bum

worked all day go out get a pint tonight
the mods show up on camden gonna be a fight
oppression from society on my back maggie you`ll see
got no worries cause i got no quid
in a neighborhood full of unfriendly faces

oi oi oi
oi oi oi
cause i gotta believe
oi oi oi
somethings gotta change this just ain`t right

ride the tube to the end of thre line
i got no job just plenty of time
call me a wanker call me a bum
i`m on the dole got tome for fun
don`t care about time we`ve got big ben
toying with bobbies gobbing on them
i`m flat broke have you got 10p
fuck the system give me anarchy

oi oi oi
oi oi oi
cause i gotta believe
oi oi oi
somethings gotta change this just ain`t right

society don`t blame me
oi oi oi
oi oi oi
cause i gotta believe
oi oi oiiiiiihhaaaaarrrrgggg....!




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