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Marching on my face Dancing on the grave that I ain't even in And pissing on my shoes And fuckin my [?] again And I'm choking on the fumes of a promising youth That crumbled into sloppy dusty doom once I spread my wings and flew But if it smells like shit And it looks like shit Then my friend you can bet that we'd get rich off it You can dream it You can wrap it up and give it to the girl you've been loving Or just thinking about fucking And baby it's a crazy fucking world So the healthy white baby to the trench coat moms Said the healthy white baby what else do you got? Said the negro boy with his heart outside And that filthy cock sucker that passed out getting high I drive all night and you'll never pull me over Even though I'm always high You won't like me when I'm sober Cause I just check my phone and sigh Over and over and over and over and over and over SongtexteAnd I wanna pound bricks on a night like this When I'm a hundred miles or so from where I should have been I got nothing but time to kill so baby hop in Let's go see the people, baby, that we could have been These are the people, baby, that we could have been These are the people that we maybe should have been If it smells like shit And it looks like shit Then there's a guy that's gonna try to put his dick in it You can scream it You can wrap it up and sell it to the girl you've been loving Or just telling everyone you're fucking And baby, oh baby It's a crazy fucking world If you can dream it You can wrap it up and sell it to the girl you've been loving Or just telling everyone you're fucking when you're not really fucking her Baby, it's a crazy fucking world. Aus Songtexte Mania