Текст песни Queers, The - Ben Weasel
Queers, The - Ben Weasel слова песни
He rants and raves, he screams and shoutsHe always flips his lidBut deep down inside he loves you kidsI know that you think he`s just a goonBut he makes little Vapid clean his roomHe don`t like NirvanaI know he don`t like ProngAnd I bet you five bucks that he don`t like this songBen Weasel, he`s an assholeBen Weasel, he`s a jerkBen Weasel, you just hate him cause he dosen`t workBen Weasel, he`s an assholeBen Weasel, he`s a jerkBen Weasel...He`s Ben Weasel, he`s so coolHe`s Ben Weasel, he`s so coolHe`s Ben Weasel, what can you doBen Weasel, he`s so coolHe drinks mud, he smokes his buttsHe`s glued to his T.V.But when I drink a brew he frowns on meHe paces in his living room and festers every nightBut we know that his bark`s worse than his bite(Chorus)