Ska Song Songtext

von Mest

Well I went to your house and I knocked at the door
Parents tell me to get down on the floor
I got nothing better to do so I say hey
Fuck you

And I really hate your mother
I really hate your father
They're always picking on me

I went to the record store
I had no money
I lost it all on a bet
I don't think that it's too funny
Now I can't buy minor threat

And I really hate your mother
I really hate your father
They're always picking on me

I stay stay stay far away
Maybe i'll be back another day
Parents tell me to get a job
And I really don't care what they say

And I really hate your mother
I really hate your father
They're always picking on me

Went to the record store
I had the money
I lost it all on a bet

Well I don't think that it's too funny
Now I can't buy minor threat

And I really hate your mother
I really hate your mother
I really hey hey hey hey hey
On me
On me
On me
On me hey hey
Let's go