Yer Mom
Yer Mom - I Hate Hippies On Speed songtekst
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I had two female roommates the worst ever indeedOh now I know what's worse than a Hippie, that's a Hippie on Speed Babble talk & clean all night until the sun comes up No matter how much they consume it's still never enough I Hate Hippies, I Hate Hippies on Speed, I Hate Hippies, I Hate Hippies on Speed What this world doesn't need is more Hippies on Speed, Meth, Speed, No Meth Bugs in their hair no shoes on their feet So what if Jerry's dead this wheat grass still tastes neat Draw another picture then do another line Sit around & talk about Phish just waste more of my time I Hate Hippies, I Hate Hippies on Speed, I Hate Hippies, I Hate Hippies on Speed What this world doesn't need is more Hippies on Speed, Meth, Speed, No Meth Tofu burgers suck aren't you sick of The Grateful Dead Golden seal & Protein Shakes so concerned with your health You lie and steal so fucking much you even believe yourself I Hate Hippies, I Hate Hippies on Speed, I Hate Hippies, I Hate Hippies on Speed What this world doesn't need is more Hippies on Speed, Meth, Speed, No Meth Peace, Love & Glass pipes oh what a way to be You're so grubby & so worthless, why don't you get a job? Everyday you lose more, more of your sanity Everyday of sleep you lose just makes you more crazy I Hate Hippies, I Hate Hippies on Speed, I Hate Hippies, I Hate Hippies on Speed What this world doesn't need is more Hippies on I Hate Hippies on Speed I Hate Hippies on Speed I Hate Hippies on Speed I Hate Hippies on Speed & I don't like regular Hippies Either . . . . . .