Blood, Sweat And Beers cover

Chatterbox Paroles

Hub City Stompers

Album Blood, Sweat And Beers

Paroles de Chatterbox

The time has come to ask you "have we met"?
We must have from the way you talk shit on the internet.
Saying things I never knew about myself.
Now I sense a destiny: your ass and my size 12.
I know that you're the guy to spread said lies.
I've seen it in Helvetica right before my eyes.
And I heard it from the east, west, north, and south.
Let's see how you talk shit with a steel toe in your mouth.

Run like a bitch.
So fun to play the righteous one, now you're paying for your sins.
Run like a bitch.
When I catch up with you I'm gonna bash your head right in.

I know you like to let the loose lips flap.
You gossip like a little girl who needs a big bitch-slap.
Saying things whether or not you know them true.
Now you're standing silent when I'm here in front of you.
You're dealing with a person, not a screen.
I'll "double back slash" your throat and "delete" your fucking spleen.
And your girlfriend better put away that mace,
Before I have the skinhead girls do a dance upon her face.

You're reaping every stitch the doctor sews.
You're earning yourself missing teeth and a badly broken nose.
'Cause you're the type of bitch-ass that I loathe. Be sure to remind yourself this was just a warning