Тексты песен «Planet Of Pants»

Come on baby to my sex party Willkomen to my sex party New Year's Eve time for a sex party German porn's my only sex party Come a little closer I got you something to see Come a little closer Come on closer to me Come...

Bela takes a while Says I still can Gets him to the church with prayin' hands He takes out a file and plays da sham Break out a bottle, we're on the lam! Chorus: Sure, it'll be out soon No, I don't know if I like that...

Why try describe The number left in line It makes me wanna cry/die Breaks me out in hives When e'er I try to strive It helps me just survive I won't take no bribes Ain't gonna take no dive If I can't get that...

Gotta big head Fulla ideas Gotta think hard Fulla wires and wheels She had to build them Didn't know what she had Now she wants to kill them And I'm feeling real sad So I wanna tell the captain Yo man I think they can...

Wheelin' Dealin' Stealin' Smokin' banana peelins Rollin' Strollin' Bowlin' Cash my chips and go Back to the river Hopped up in a Flivver My dice make em shiver 'cause I'm the love-giver Yeah I make em quiver...

Tunguska Blast of Nineteen-Eight Some call it Karma, call it fate The trees left standingѕcentral trait What could have left it in that state Twenty-five years before Astronauts land on moon's floor Neil and Buzz set...

Hey dig my bag I'm at the local laundry Making the happiest duds you did ever see Scrapin' bits of soap from all the other machines Hard to get used to this always staying clean Trying to kick the habit down in the...

My frog is some seven years old He got that way 'cause his skin is so cold Ain't got no graveyard to rest his fool bones He's got a muddy ol' fishtank, when he croaks he's all alone He's all seasick, couldn't get...

I could take this rock And smash your brain inside I could knock the gray matter Where all your memories hide I could kick your cranium And spill your blood real nice I could blow it all away 'Til you forget your life...

I'm hip on the new craze It's been around for days Cool dudes know Even frat boys go The title's apt It's rave rave rave Mindless I'm displaced Expressionless I'm gazed I'm in ecstasy Just wait and see I'll say it's...

Hey I worry I'm feeling kind of sore I'm lying on the floor I can't do nothing more You got it You're hoarding Pepto-Bismol You leave me dark and dismal Life's just so abysmal My ulcer There's not that kind of time...

He's not a sculptor like they say Tho' he looks like he's molded out of potter's clay A prehistoric monster from by-gone days But he don't really mind it all anyway Hey Come On Yeah, etc... He come to take He wanna...

Get on up Get back down See the light Like a sign on the highway Tellin' you Congestion ahead No room For anybody don't see my way No room When you're dead Chorus: The road to Hell is bumper to bumper Beat 'em...

The day when MTV started I thought I was in heaven and I'd died Videoes well-suited my short attention span Got my first cocaine snort and I was wired I spent my life in the early Eighties When Reagan and the Smurfs...