niedziela, sierpnia 14, 2005
Telling Them
Well I love the sound when I smash the glass,
If I get caught they're gonna kick my ass.
My mommy's worried about the way I drink,
My daddy can't figure out the way I think.
They wake me up, tell me, "to get to work,"
I slam the door, say, "shut up you jerk."
I can't wait 'til the show tonight,
When I'm with my friends every things alright...
undedo at 23:50