Frag Dog

Текст песни Shaka Ponk - Frag Dog

Oh, oh, yeah, yeah
Oh, oh, yeah, yeah
I'm looking for my clever toy
My one and only stick of joy
You better run and hide again
'Cause when I'm through with you, my friend
You'll be lucky if you recognize yourself
Yourself
Hey, little girls, get ready for the fat dog
Everybody run to your shit hole tiny box
I'm killing all life in the every man's mind
I'm shooting all them with a secret pain
Hey, you, you better hit the road, loser
'Cause the fat boy's getting closer
Yeah, the fat boy's getting closer
I don't even have a job
I'm kinda lost without my mom
I'm a shy and secret boy
Building up a secret bomb
And when I push the bomb
You won't recognize yourself
Hello, little world, get ready for the fat dog
Everybody run to your shit hole tiny box
Hello, little world, get ready, I'm a bad boy
I'm killing all fly, feeling like a man
A cold wet prick, a fan full of shit
Hey, you, just remember
Still the fat dog's getting closer
Yeah, the fat dog's getting closer
Yeah, the fat dog's getting closer
Get, get, get, get, get, get closer