Paroles de Ruder Than Rude
I'm going pissed to church and singThe Russian national hymn
I like to fart in libraries
And do it with a grin
I fuck, fuck, fuck my best friend's girl
And tell him she's a slag
And in a crowded aeroplane
I love to use a bag
I'm mean, I'm bad, I lie to you
I never tell the truth
Set fire to your bed at night
And shit into your boot
So if you ever should think for yourself
How nice it would be to be, oh, so nice
Rip off your sister's teddy-bear
STAY RUDE, that's my advice
Selling dope to teenage kids
Is the biggest fun
The money I get out of it
Enough to buy a gun
I steal old ladies' handbags
And I drink you last beer
I nick my boss's Jaguar Set fire to your bed at night
And shit into your boot
So if you ever should think for yourself
How nice it would be to be, oh, so nice
Rip off your sister's teddy-bear
STAY RUDE, that's my advice
I love to use a bag
I'm mean, I'm bad, I lie to you
I never tell the truth
Set fire to your bed at night
And shit into your boot
So if you ever should think for yourself
How nice it would be to be, oh, so nice
Rip off your sister's teddy-bear
STAY RUDE, that's my advice
Selling dope to teenage kids
Is the biggest fun
The money I get out of it
Enough to buy a gun
I steal old ladies' handbags
And I drink you last beer
I nick my boss's Jaguar Set fire to your bed at night
And shit into your boot
So if you ever should think for yourself
How nice it would be to be, oh, so nice
Rip off your sister's teddy-bear
STAY RUDE, that's my advice
REINHARD APPRICH, STEFAN BREUER, HANS JOERG FISCHER, ROBERT GOEHRING, MARKUS GRITTNER, JENS GUENTHER, KLAUS HUBI HUBER, STEPHAN KELLER, PETER QUINTERN, MARKUS SCHRAMHAUSER, JOCHEN SEITERLE
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