Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Fansong, artist - Dethklok.
Date of issue: 24.06.2007
Song language: English
Fansong |
You people out there give us something |
More than just record sales |
You give us something to hate |
And we hate you |
You brainless mutants |
Hate |
You hunched and blinded mutants |
Living in chat rooms |
You masturbate on the sheets |
Your mothers clean for you |
You have lined my pockets |
Overflowed with gold |
You’re living with your parents |
And you’re 35 years old |
You’re a bunch of banks |
That I’d like to rob |
You’re my on-line cash transaction |
You’re my future stocks |
Transfer you like money |
To a Swiss account |
Spend you on an impulse |
Buy and zero you all out |
Hate |
You sad putrid losers |
Complaining on the couch |
Think you’re fucking better than us? |
You can’t leave your house |
Deluded little maggots |
Fold your arms and frown |
Go to work and make me money |
Before I put you down |
Hate |
I would like to get some sleep |
But you keep buying all our things |
My overhead is way too deep |
For us to not make all these things |
It’s way too cynical, you see? |
Hating what’s supporting me |
I am not you, I thank the gods |
And if I were, I’d die like dogs |
Die |
You’re a credit card |
That I will defile |
Every time I max you out |
I get a thousand miles |
You’re a brand new car |
That I do not need |
Wrap you round a telephone pole |
Shrug it off and leave |
(Just follow me |
Down the elevator |
Through the gates |
Down the stairs |
Just keep on walking |
Through the hallway |
Now open the door) |