Lyrics

Going away party for the Earth And you're not invited You're the worst kind of person There wont be no drugs no oxygen or guns And I think I like that just like that And I think you're just dead wood chipper I think we're not friends wood chipper And I think you're just bored wood chipper All dead, dead, dead, dead, dead, dead, dead Going away party for the Earth And i'm not invited Could be worse There wont be no drugs no oxygen or guns And I think I like that just like that And I think you're just bored wood chipper And I think you're not friends wood chipper And I think it's the end wood chipper The end, the end, the end, the end, the end, the end, the end
Writer(s): Joey Quinton Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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