Letra de You Think I Ain't Worth A Dollar, But I Feel Like A Millionaire

K-L-O-N Los Angeles, KLON Radio We play the songs that sound more like everyone else than anyone else KLON Hey, alright, it's Kip Kasper KLON Radio, LA's infinite repeat How we feelin' out there? How's your drive time commute? I need a saga What's the saga? It's Songs for the Deaf You can't even hear it Dead Bull with a life on the low I'll be massive conquistador Gimme soul or show me the door Metal heavy soft at the core Gimme toro, gimme some more Pressurize, neutralize Deep fried, gimme some more Space Flunky Four on the floor Fortified with the liquor store This one's down, gimme some more Gimme toro, gimme some more Shrunken head I love to adore B movie gimme some more gore Gimme toro gimme some more B movie gimme some more gore Gimme toro, gimme some more Gimme toro, gimme some more Gimme toro, gimme some more Gimme toro, gimme some more