Hope you all like it.
What!!!
Pick up your guitar boy and play me a tune
Like those hippies on the six o’clock
news
Driven out of town by their own
communion
I blame it all on the upper classes, so
I say
Strangle them by their ties and swing
them
Round and round and round and round
Till I’m dizzy!!!
Now,
Writing this song is so dam easy
And singing this song is even easier
Just say it in a funny voice like
Yee hah!!
But this shit don’t write itself you
know!
WHAT!!!
WHAT!!!
WHAT!!!
Pluck those strings and sing me a song
No hidden meanings or I’ll just feel
sick
None about politics and none about death
Don’t make me feel depressed, so I say
Make it up on the spot, make us jump
Up and down and up and down
We’ll have party!!!
Now,
Writing this song is so dam easy
And singing this song is even easier
Just say it in a funny voice like
Woo Hoo!!
But this shit don’t write itself you
know!
WHAT!!!
WHAT!!!
WHAT!!!
Solo time!!!
Sing it a little louder boy!!!
WHAT!!!
WHAT!!!
WHAT!!!
WHAT!!!
WHAT!!!
Hey boy you think this shit writes
itself,
It don’t you know.
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