क्रेडिट्स
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Scufflemöss Treemen
Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Brent Douglas Duran
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Brent Douglas Duran
Producer
गाने
Sorry I canceled your gig
You acted like a pig
You made a stink so big
And that did stop you
from playing in the mud
Or drawing blood.
Or denying the flood
Where's it got you.
I tried to be a friend
however in the end
It didn't matter because you can press send
You didn't want the same,
You picked a name to blame
Now let me ask you
Was it worth it?
So I'm sorry, but I'm not
You made a play and you got caught
We said some mean words, it got hot
But I've still got a life to live, and I hope you rot
Tattle tattle tale,
what's it take to make you fail
Maybe I should check the mail
Oh look a message.
Oh what's it say
You suck, now go away
Find another game to play
Cause I don't want to
I've had it up to here
I'm tired of the fear
So get your butt in gear
Und get going
You acted heaven sent
So maybe I'll repent
I should've stuck to lent
But now I'm falling
Down Into my own Hell
From the lies that you propel
And the people that you tell
I hate you for it
Cause all I got is love
So let me give the shove
Look out from up above
The bomb is dropping
So I'm sorry, but I'm not
You made a play and you got caught
We said some mean words, it got hot
But I've still got a life to live, and I hope you rot
Sweaty mozzarella
In his cellar
Hungry feller
Flower seller
Thinks he Stella
What you gonna do?
Tell me something man
Is tuna from the can
Just a part of your plan
What am I missing
Masterpiece of a brain
Should put it in a frame
Everyone else is lame
The cats are hissing
It's time to sit down son
Cause you're not the one
To stand in the sun
Class is dismissing
So I'm sorry, but I'm not
You made a play and you got caught
We said some mean words, it got hot
But I've still got a life to live, and I hope you rot
Written by: Brent Douglas Duran

