Texty písní Andrew Jackson Jihad

Andrew Jackson Jihad

Kokopelli Face Tattoo

I was a sexy little viper ruin

In the corner of a King Tut tomb

When the hate train started

Going "Choo-choo."

I was a rat on a burning ship

When we sunk, our fire got put out.

It was just like the great plague,

It's like the birth of underwear.

Hey dude I hate everything you do

But I’m trying really hard to not hate you

Hating you won’t make you suck any less

I was a wheel in a war machine

Now I’m a toilet in a restaurant

Somebody’s gotta do it

I know my place

I was a baby killing Cadillac

Now I’m a drug induced heart attack

Somebody’s gotta do it

I know my place

Hey dude, I hate everything you do

But I'm trying really hard to not hate you

Hating you won't make you suck any less

Have you ever wanted to be

Have you ever wanted wanted to see

Someone better, in the mirror

Have you ever wanted to go

Have you ever wanted to know

Somewhere greener, somewhere cleaner

I bet you got something beautiful in mind

They’re gonna beat me till I’m black and blue

Give me a kokopelli face tattoo

And I’ll tell you a secret

Kreuz is German for "Williams"

In the blood cult of the misled youth

I’ve got a bad case of the yellow flashlight blues

Let me tell you some weird shit

There's gonna be a big ole Civil War inside my house tonight

Hey dude, I hate everything you do

But I'm trying really hard to not hate you cause

Hating you won't make you suck any less

And hating you won't make me suck any less

Hating you won't make you suck any less