Texty písní Cledus T. Judd

Cledus T. Judd

Hell No

They talk way too much

Spend music way to little

And what they usually play ain't really all that great

What's up DJ?

Seems all you play each and everyday

When I turn it on

It's the same old song

Nobody wants to hear

Well I'm a product of the Bocefus generation

Now what they call country

Really gets me aggravated

Well it's a fact

To many acts with a big contract

Can't sing a note

That song they wrote

Ain't music to my ears

I miss old Johnny Cash

When I'm in the car these days

'Cause when I turn on the radio

It makes me, make me wanna say

Hell no

Turn it off

Come on

Hell no

Sounds bad

Who sings that song?

Back to back

They play it all day long

Bring back the days of Conway Twitty

When singers were good

And songs were country

He's got a '64 plush lime green Impala

He's got a big pimp daddy attitude

He's got a gold tooth grill

And some spinning wheels

That he had to steal

It's the boomiest

It's the bassiest

And those baggy pants are weird

He's a product of the Snoop Dog generation

I've never seen a white boy

You've so much activate him

Well my ears are shot

'Cause I bet he's got a hundred thousand watts

And a dozen amps

'Cause it breaks my lamps

Each time he drives by here

I shout out from the house

Keep it down I'm tryin' to sleep

Then he pops in Dr. Dre

As he flips a bird at me

Hell no

Turn it off

Come on

Hell no

Sounds bad

Who the heck sings that song?

The kid next door

He plays it all night long

Feels just like I'm livin' in rap city

It's way to loud for this here hillbilly

Yeah, yeah

Am I tired of doin' these parodies

Of Toby, Kenny, Montgomery, Gentry?

Hell, hell, hell no

Hell no

Turn it off

Come on

Hell no

Sounds bad

Who sings that song?

Back to back

They play it all day long

Somethin's wrong here in Music city

Everything it sounds so shh

Hell no

Turn it off

Come on

Hell no

Sounds bad

Who the heck sings that song?

Back to back

They play it all day long

Bring back the days of Conway Twitty

When singers were good

And songs were country

You got that right