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Harley Poe

Get Fucked

 

Get Fucked

(album: Fallen Down - 2015)


Give me some of that brain slap
Give me some of that monster pop
While I watch those Saturday Cartoons
Roll me up that sticky grass
Let me shake that sweet ass
We can do it in the matinee round noon
Give me some of those comic books, in which the cops are crooks
Give me some of that EC delinquents
Our books with tits and ass
A Hollywood Satanic mask
These are the things that appeal to me

And you can shove all your wars and politics
They never seem to teach us anything
Power and greed aren't the way I get my kicks but to each his own
I wish you'd just go home
And get fucked

Give me some of that vinyl cake
Trippin out of the invisible lake
Ice cream and then to the record store
Get together and play all night
Eat pizza then we fight
Chard, true, and pot and then we jam some more
Campfire on the beach
Blowjob in the backseat
Don't stop me now I'm having to much fun
Make friends apologize
Be nice and don't tell lies
When they drop the bomb I won't even run

And you can shove all your goddamn religion and rules
Do to others as they do onto you
Intolerance and bigotry are practiced by the fools who cash their stones
I wish they'd all go home
And get fucked

I'm here, I don't care, for I just ignore the likes of you with your screwed up twisted view
I forgot to grow up
You grew old and I stayed young
I am the kid
You prayed I would not become
We're here
We don't care
What for we just ignore
The likes of you with your screwed up twisted view
We forgot to grow up
You grew old and we stay young
We are
The kids
You prayed we would not become

Give me some of that rock and roll
Give me some of that rock and roll
Give me some of that rock and roll
Give me some of that rock and roll
Give me some of that rock and roll
Take the kids on a midnight stroll
Cross the bridge into the cemetery
Halloween night I can't wait
Take the devil on a candy date
Get fucked and practice poetry

And you can shove all your wars and politics
They never seem to teach us anything
Power and greed aren't the way I get my kicks but to each his own I wish you'd just go home
And you can shove all your goddamn religion and rules
Do to others as they do onto you
Intolerance and bigotry are practiced by the fools
Who cash their stones
I wish they'd all go home
And get fucked

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