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Lately everyone I know Has been shittin' all over me. Hey you, and all of my good friends They disowned my fucking friends and me. I guess it's because I gotta go off in my little own direction. But fuck 'em all. I'll never follow. They can suck on my erection. Why do you drink? GG, why d'you smoke dope? Why must you live out The songs that you wrote? Over and over everybody makes my prediction So if I get fucked up I'm just carryin' on an old Scumfuc tradition. You know I've fucked some ladies, And I love to drink my Jim Beam, And they both tried to kill me Back in nineteen eighty-three. When the doctor he asked me, he said, "GG, How'd you get in this condition?" SongtexteI said, "Hey, asshole, I'm just carryin' on an old Scumfuc tradition." (They wanna know...) Why do you drink? GG, why d'you smoke dope? Why must you live Like the songs that you wrote? Over and over everybody's makin' my predictions So if I get fucked up I'm just carryin' on an old Scumfuc tradition Aus Songtexte Mania