Paroles de Weasels
Weasels are runnin me to death,I checked my gas there ain't much left.
Still i will take a parting shot,
Before I leave myself to rot.
Barbaric motherfucking weasels
Weasels
Weasels
Weasels have always been my friends,
I've turned them loose now there's no end.
Giants of rock tell giant lies,
Weasels control the evil skies.
Barbaric motherfucking weasels,
Bad breath bad taste cause of deseases.
I feel disgrace and I feel shame,
I feel anger and I feel blame,
I feel suspicion and I feel pride,
I feel weasels on all sides.
Weasels
Weasels
Weasels
Weasels
Weasels
With guitars on t.v,
Weasels
Rewriting rock history,
Weasels Weasels control rock and roll
Weasels control rock and roll
Weasels control rock and roll
Weasels control rock and roll
Rock and roll
Rock and roll
Rock and roll
Weasels
Weasels have always been my friends,
I've turned them loose now there's no end.
Giants of rock tell giant lies,
Weasels control the evil skies.
Barbaric motherfucking weasels,
Bad breath bad taste cause of deseases.
I feel disgrace and I feel shame,
I feel anger and I feel blame,
I feel suspicion and I feel pride,
I feel weasels on all sides.
Weasels
Weasels
Weasels
Weasels
Weasels
With guitars on t.v,
Weasels
Rewriting rock history,
Weasels Weasels control rock and roll
Weasels control rock and roll
Weasels control rock and roll
Weasels control rock and roll
Rock and roll
Rock and roll
Rock and roll
Weasels
IGGY POP, WHITNEY KIRST, WHITEY KIRST
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