| I’m out, I’m out, I’m out, I’m out, the mishap my folks know as me
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| I’m out, I’m out, I’m out, I’m out, no love no dog no hide a key
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| I’m out, I’m out, I’m out, I’m out, you’ll never train me how to pee
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| I’m out, I’m out, I’m out, I’m out, I’m out never never getting out
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| Your relationships in turmoil and the face card dictates pain
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| Lets reproduce once more we’ll be chipper once again
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| I beg to differ in a dumpster I’ll be tossed
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| Thanks for playing Jesus now I’m taped up to a cross
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| I’m out, I’m out, I’m out, I’m out, your breastmilk tastes like alcohol
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| I’m out, I’m out, I’m out, I’m out, wish the state would tie dads balls
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| I’m out, I’m out, I’m out, I’m out, my inheritance blown at the mall
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| I’m out, I’m out, I’m out, I’m out, going on a perma walkabout
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| This selfish procreation if you do not have the dough
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| Prescription meds come first for you did i mention the blow
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| I’m a human not a preowned car
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| Kids don’t repair the strife
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| Feel free to fucking fuck yourself enjoy your mundane life
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| I’m out, I’m out, I’m out, I’m out, your breastmilk tastes like alcohol
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| I’m out, I’m out, I’m out, I’m out, wish the state would tie dads balls
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| I’m out, I’m out, I’m out, I’m out, my inheritance blown at the mall
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| I’m out, I’m out, I’m out, I’m out, going on a perma walkabout |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Perma Walkabout , by - Guttermouth. Song from the album The Whole Enchilada, in the genre Панк