Текст песни BLOODHOUND GANG - I Hope You Die
BLOODHOUND GANG - I Hope You Die слова песни
Текст песни BLOODHOUND GANG - I Hope You Die
You must die I alone am best!I hope ya flip some guy the birdHe cuts you off and you're forced to swerveIn front of the Beatles' tour busA Bookmobile and a Mack truckHauling hazardous biological waste( )The light turns red you have no brakesAnd "Hard Copy" gets it all on tapeSo you can see the look on your faceDie Die Die Die Die Die DieDie Die Die Die Die Die DieI hope your Pinto begins to spinTakes out a disabled Vietnam VeteranMows down a Nobel Peace Prize WinnerAnd maybe some orphans having Christmas dinnerPerhaps even the British Royal FamilyAnd the Rabbi that's clutching the bottle-fed puppyAnd we can't forget the newlywedsAnd those Jerry's Kids are as good as deadI hope this helps to emphasizeI hope this helps to clarifyI hope you dieI hope your cellmate thinks he's GodBut C.N.N. refer to him as "Bowling Ball Bag Bob"Serving time again for abuse of a corpseOnly this time the victim's a Clydesdale horseWhile he masturbates to photos of livestockHe does the "Silence of the Lambs" dance to Christian RockEats feces and quotes from "Deliverance"And fights with his imaginary playmate VinceDie Die Die Die Die Die DieDie Die Die Die Die Die DieI hope he grins like Jack NicholsonAnd forces you to play a game called "Balls On Chin"And whatever happens next is all a blur