Songtext von Knucklehead

Hold up stay fresh Don't let that beast consume you yet You're looking like a rack of lamb And you're talking like a caravan, so No pressure, no pressure You're spending tea time with Fran Drescher, Fran Drescher From that awful TV show I like awful TV shows You like awful TV shows And we like awful TV shows Robot sluts and coked out heads Cars and parts and me naked friends Bips and bops and lack of rest Make me wear my Sunday dress And robot sluts and coked up heads (Ho hi ho) (You're such a mess) I've got this memory made of you Snorting coke and sniffing glue Don't like to think of you as you I like to think you're something new I like to think of you while I chew And I'll forget you while I spew And I like the stink of you It's such a stink of (Ho hi ho) (You're such a mess) And everybody knows it K N U C K L E K N U C K L E I'm a knucklehead, bringing him to bed K N U C K L E K N U C K L E For bringing him to bed with me