Текст (слова) песни: Guttermouth - 1, 2, 3...SLAM!
Okay, here`s the story about my mom and dad One was white One was black I bet you think you`re glad I`m a half breed, my skin is fair yet tan I don`t know what the hell I`m on So 1, 2...1, 2, 3 SLAM!!! Kinky hair when I wake up Straight when I go to bed My dad speaks jive talk to me, don`t know what he just said My mother she`s a honkey My dad`s Kentucky fried I don`t know what the hell I`m on So 1, 2...1, 2, 3 SLAM!!! Back at home it`s black eyed peas with a pot roast on the side It`s hot dogs on Friday nights The chicken`s country fried My dad says "Yo boy pass the peas!" My mom says pass the squash I need something to ease the pain So I`ll go downtown and get some downers Whoa, man, I`m a little bit slow But I`ve got to get up somehow Got no money Just a good idea Let me tell you how I`ll steal my parents credit cards Oh yes I`ll rip them off I`ll go downtown to where dad works And get myself some cocaine Now I`m high, and I`m not shy I`ll get it off my chest My mom is white, she thinks she`s right She thinks that she`s the best My dad is just a negro, he`s not one to play golf I don`t know what the hell I am So 1, 2...1, 2, 3 SLAM!!!
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