歌詞

One, two, three, four Well, I know I shouldn't care, but I do and I don't and I always crack a smile When I see your punk rock clothes And you try, try but you never fit in And you're never going to do so pack it up pack it in, so there Steve took three or four, Heather took more Lit a cigarette, now they're walking out the door With a semi-automatic and a ski mask on And they look at one another and they say to themselves, "What fun" Well, I never want to bother and I never want to hover Over his or her affairs 'cause that's not fair And it seems to me that you're running out of time And it seems to me like you're never going to do what's right Jack dropped 21, Jill 22 The look in his eye said "Brother, what are you going to do with a 9mm and a three-piece suit?" They look to one another and say "Hey motherfucker, who's the fool?" Steve took three or four, Heather took more Lit a cigarette, now they're walking out the door With a semi-automatic and a ski mask on And they look at one another and they say to themselves Jack dropped 21, Jill 22 The look in his eye said "Brother, what are you going to do with a 9mm and a three-piece suit?" They look to one another and say "Hey motherfucker, who's the fool?" That's horrible, I can't hear that humming (ha-ha-ha)
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