Damn, two favorites one after another. Sad part is Fred didn't sing the aggressive parts. I don't like his grandpa style these days. But fantastic compositions nonetheless.
6:00 the fan hits unintentionally Wes, 6:09 the fan i think steps on Wes foot and push him with the momentum, and Borland push him away with his arm, Mistake? Or it was in purpose...
I seen ya sniffin on my armpit... I seen you sniffing on my armpit Sniffing on my new shit Always keepin' a track of when I get a sack of that funky, sticky sweet leaf because you can't get enough Every time I pack a bowl you wanna puff You're so happy happy, joy joy Rolling on my convoy Jobs you never enjoy So you'll stay unemployed Youre taggin along with the band waggon Just for the ride I think I’d rather see your Suicide Yeah I think I’d rather see your suicide I’ve seen ya sniffin limp biscut.... ooooh! I seen ya sniffin limp biscut So you were winded From satisfaction always sleepin over When nobody wants you crashin Cashin’ in the free fatties Until your brain is frozen And now ya ja ja ja ja jonesin Can’t even make myself a meal without you standin there droolin Who do ya think ya foolin To skool with LB you gotta wake up pretty early in the mornin Bitch This is just a warnin Yeah This is just a warning You fucking bitch It’s lately that I’ve learned you’re just a slut And you were digging’ me for my green You’re lucky they’re not diggin a fat ass blade out of your gut And I’ll always remember the way you pitched a fit You all up in my face wi’ that halitosis kiss Should I lay the law down? (Should I lay the law down?) Should I make the bitch frown? (Should I make the botch frown?) (Sick and tired of your shit/I’d rather see your suicide) I’m sick and tired of it all, shit! I’m sick and tired of it all, what? I’m sick and tired of your shit, That’s right bitch That coochie ain’t that good Sick and tired of it all I’m Sick and tired of your shit Sick and tired of it all I’m Sick and tired of your shit Sick and tired of it all, SHIT (Repeats in variations) … I’ve had enough of it I’m about to snap I’ve seen you sniffin on my armpit I’ve seen you sniffin on the j bar Eatin’ Sambone like you was Rambo Bitin’ on the Rob Like a corn on the cob What the fuck is up with that You stupid whore!?! I think I’d rather see your suicide I fucking you I fucking hate you And I fucking hate you And I fucking hate you! I think I’d rather see you suicide Shake it up, come on I’m not in the mood I’m sick and tired of your shit Fucking bitch Sniffing on my fucking armpit (Sample) : Get Brett Weir I Said!
