Clowns Eat A Gun
Yeaahaaaahaaaaaaaaahey!
Oogh!
Well last night I met a teacher of wisdom
I sent me a call and he proclaimed to have listened
He sat me down over a skinny latte
And tried to feed me lies on how the world works today
Wearing a suit and a tie
With high top vans he
Let me in
On his master plan and
Said well I'll catch you boys and make you ours
Well mate
Don't sit there and try to control me
Or try to tell us what to do
Because you know we cannot listen
And I've got what it will take to break you
And we really couldn't give it up or just let it out for you to f..ck it up so
Get away from me you know that I will make you eat some lead you motherfucker
You motherfucker!
He tried to walk me through birth like he showed me
Tried to straight beat me off like he owned me
And he cried in the corner of the room
Get a f..cking life
He told me “boy I'm the path you should be on”
And tried to get us to support Kings of Leon
Well I've got a product to tell you about
That you can't have!
So don't sit there expecting control and
Don't try to tell us what to do
Because you know we cannot listen
And I've got what it will take to f..ck you up
And we really couldn't give it up or just let it out for you to snort it up
So get away from me you know that I will put a choke to your throat you motherfucker
We all know you can cook the best after that
Last season of Masterchef but
The last thing you eat will be a f..cking gun
Yeaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!
And we really couldn't give it up or just let it out for you to f..ck it up
So get away from me you know that I will make you eat a gun you motherfucker
You motherfucker!
Motherfucker!
You motherfucker!
You can eat a gun you motherfucker!
