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It's gettin' kinda lateYou know it's been greatI guess we'll be movin' onWe've had a lot to drink And tomorrow we'll stinkBut it's still been a lot of funAnd Pope D is gettin' kinda sloppy drunkAnd Holy's droppin' all his sticksLord Bon Bons is barely standin' thereAnd Robb's forgotten all the lyricsCome on, fellasWe're all so glad that you stayed 'til the very endWe appreciate all the time and money you spendAnd until we see you all back here againKeep spreadin' the word on the ghettobilly nationUntil thenYou can ask all your friendsThese questionsDo you like to show off your big-ass balls?Do you come from a town that's much too small?Do you never quite fit in with the crowd?Do you drink too much and you're much too loud?SongtexteAre you the one that hogs the ball?Do you laugh too much and much too long?Do you say the things that are just plain wrong?Do you just can't help but like this song?Then you just might be one of usYou just might be one of usYou just might be one of usYou just might be one of usSo come inside and join our strange paradeYou can sing along if you want, don't be afraidAnd if you want you can join our freak-show familyAnd if you're not already you can be a ghettobilly, ghettobilly, ghettobillyWell if you've had enough, then take a standAgainst white boys playin' in hip-hop bandsIf you're tired of the terrible, boring songsThat are on the radio all day longIf you're tired of the glowsticks and all the ravesThe guys who couldn't play that became DJsThe bands so jaded they got nothin' to say'Cause everything's fine, it's just okay, okay, well okay, well okayWell then you just might be one of usYou just might be one of usYou just might be one of usYou just might be one of us Aus Songtexte Mania