Shoot Them Songtext

von West Dyke

Swallow pills bitter pills
Scream to me try to wake me up
There's no thrill to push me up
Let my thoughts shift away
Drift away I dream I eat pink grapefruits til I'm dead

Gimme another pill against the fucking world
I'm world sick
Gimme another one quick
I really seem to be badly sick

Sick of it all
I won't use a push up when I'm down
Shut up and let me find my own ground
So you think you're born to dominate?
Great - fuck you I'ld better fade myself outta here
So HH got a gun left for
Little Josephine gonna be the Paisan?
Make the score come on come on come on

Shoot them blow their buttheads off
Cause justice is rare
And somebody must dare

So it's time to clean up
All the bricks you had to throw up
Good luck they are worth for another wall
All in all this castle will suit us
Keep the cute stuff for yourself
Cause only the tough ones will get on the top
And the rough ones will do this plot
Only the tough ones will get on the top
And the rough ones will do this plot

Shoot them blow their buttheads off
Cause justice is rare
And somebody must dare

So HH got a gun left for
Little Josephine gonna be the Paisan?
Make the score come on come on come on

Shoot them blow their dick-heads off
Cause justice is rare
And somebody must dare