Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song 1-2-3-4 , by - Guttermouth. Song from the album Teri Yakimoto, in the genre ПанкRelease date: 31.12.1995
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Nitro
Song language: English
1-2-3-4 |
| Give me a gun cause bombs and guns are really fun |
| I’ve lost my job my moneys gon live like a slob |
| I’ve got no home only streets to roams live so alone |
| I’m barely alive I feed on cats to survive |
| My wife left me, my kids are dead |
| All this guilt is on my head |
| I can’t go on living like this |
| I wish that I was dead I wish |
| Give me a gun, I’ll kill a nun, just wait and see |
| Give me a gun, I’ll shoot a cop to be on tv |
| Nothing could be more fun than a shooting spree |
| Once again I found myself back on tv |
| Guns are fun, so much fun |
| Neato fun, fun fun fun |
| Better run I got a gun |
| Come on down and join the fun woopie! |
| I just want to eat some pills |
| Little ones, big ones get my fill |
| Don’t matter what kind cause I’ll be buying them |
| Up or down I rely on them |
| Little red ones |
| Quay ludes |
| And the beauties |
| I gotta get gotta gotta get gotta gonna get some pills |
| I just wanna eat pills, kill the pain |
| Makes me smart, speeds up my brain |
| Kids at school lining up and buying them |
| Day or night I’ll be selling them |
| Little cross tops |
| Pink hearts |
| And vicodin |
| I gotta get gotta gotta get gotta gonna get some pills |
| I just want to eat some pills |
| Little ones, big ones get my fill |
| Don’t matter what kind cause I’ll be buying them |
| Up or down I rely on them |
| Little red ones |
| Quay ludes |
| And vicodin |
| I gotta gotta get some p-p-p-p-pills |
| Real life was never like this |
| The door opened as I fell trough |
| Minds of man like piss |
| Learning is a thing of the past |
| The door has opened and closed |
| I’m locked inside this out side world |
| Why the fuck no one knows |
| Why the fuck am I trapped like this |
| World of forgotten minds |
| Living on parallel lines |
| Forgotten people of the past |
| In the human race I came out last |
| I’ve been left behind |
| Left behind with human kind |
| I want to go away |
| I’m with these people every day |
| Human kind was left behind |
| And I don’t want to be here |
| Human kind was left behind |
| And I don’t want to be here |
| World of forgotten minds |
| Living on parallel lines |
| Forgotten people of the past |
| In the human race I came out last |
| I’ve been left behind |
| Left behind with human kind |
| I want to go away |
| I’m with these people every day |
| Human kind was left behind |
| And I don’t want to be here |
| Human kind was left behind |
| And I don’t want to be here |
| World of forgotten minds |
| Living on parallel lines |
| Forgotten people of the past |
| In the human race I came out last |
| Garbage, a perfect example of uninteresting poetry |
| Worked all day then go out get a pint tonight |
| The mods show up on camden gonna be a fight |
| Oppression from society on my back maggie you’ll see |
| Got no worries cause I got no quid |
| In a neighborhood full of unfriendly faces |
| Oi oi oi |
| Oi oi oi |
| Cause I gotta believe |
| Oi oi oi |
| Something’s gotta change this just ain’t right |
| Ride the tube to the end of the line |
| I got no job just plenty of time |
| Call me a wanker, call me a bum |
| I’m on the dole and got no time for fun |
| I don’t care time we’ve got Big Ben |
| Toying with the bobbies and gobbing on them |
| I got big society |
| Cause that’s to believe in anarchy |
| Oi oi oi |
| Oi oi oi |
| Cause I gotta believe |
| Oi oi oi |
| Something’s gotta change this just ain’t right |
| Society don’t blame me |
| Society don’t blame me |
| Society don’t blame me |
| Society don’t blame me |
| Society don’t blame me |
| Society don’t blame me |
| Society don’t blame me |
| Society don’t blame me |
| Oi oi oi |
| Oi oi oi |
| Cause I gotta believe |
| Oi oi oi |
| Oi oi oi oiiiiiihhaaaaarrrrgggg!!! |