Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song FFT, artist - Huntingtons. Album song High School Rock, in the genre ПопDate of issue: 31.12.2008
Record label: Capitol Christian
Song language: English
FFT |
| Sitting in my room the thoughts |
| Are flying through my head |
| Tast inside my brain is tart |
| The contract’s on my bed |
| Smell the smell of cigar smoke |
| And i know who it is |
| Ideas are dumb the doors are shut |
| The messages are his |
| My buddly al drove off a cliff |
| And ran into a nail |
| He licks his wounds and wonders |
| How the tooth drove him to fail |
| He hates to park his car |
| Downtown on 16th avenue |
| Sometimes her eyes are green |
| And other times i think they’re blue |
| My sister is a mother |
| And my mother is a chore |
| My brother is a junkie |
| For the c.o. |
| music boards |
| I knew this guy who was so lazy |
| And he was so dumb |
| He slept all day and lost his job |
| And now he is a bum |