You Can’t Write a Song
Tumors and rumors
This is nothing like I've ever seen instead of
Copy too sloppy
Vast improvement must become a food that's breaded
Lyric, let's hear it Nothing can help you along
You can't write a song
I can't write a song
So don't sing along unless you suck King Kong
I know and you know
I can't say a thing like that in front of Mother
Ulcer, get seltzer
We are getting sick of looking at each other
Listen while pissing
Nothing can help you along
You can't write a song
I can't write a song
So don't sing along unless you saw King Kong
Get your own picture
Friendly though you seem, I'll dynamite your manor
Music for Cusic
I would send him to the right place with a hammer
Sеnseless relеntless
Nothing can show us the wrong
So don't sing along unless you think I'm wrong
I'm wrong
I'm wrong, yes I am wrong