Текст песни Rockapella

My soundgarden was invented to blind melons and smash pumpkins

How could a whole nation of crash test dummies hope to release the grapes

of wrath

On the day of Sabbath knowing it’ll be black

Especially when they might be giants and they take to the air with stone

temple pilots

I’m in a parachute club with the motley crew

My b-52, fires nine inch nails

Radiohead, I cause phonetic quiet riots

My tragically hip fight with the spirit of the west

Society’s no fucking use to where white zombies have nofx

Now cowboys are turning into junkies
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Hanging themselves with lasso’s, singing blues about rodeo’s that once

stood true

Have no time to fight with those fools

Alice’s in chains and cold hearted iron maidens claim the have the ministry

of sound for U2

While everyone’s raging against the machines

Their watching us on satellites form Georgia

But there’s more in my set than Atlantis and it won’t crash into Vegas

cause my man smith has the arrow

The moral to this peril is Hades have no fury and mc’s scorn

And I would continue this verse but nothing rhymes with orange!!

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