I've Got a Problem Songtext

von The Meatmen

I've got a problem i don't know what to do
If i don't help myself i might hurt you
Back alleys, dead ends, no way out
I kinda like what this is all about

Got no family
And i'm only 19
Wear funny clothes
I'm a real has been
Do what i want
Not what people say
That's what i think
So get out of my way

Chaos and disorder
It's too late to repent
It's too late to repent
Robots fuck those christians
With minds that are bent

My mom would tie me in a burlap sack
Whenever in my pants she found a crap
Between her fingers squished the shit
As she clenched her fist
Then she kicked me in the dick
God she was pissed

I've got a problem...