Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song A.F.M.S., artist - Hyades.
Date of issue: 26.04.2009
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
A.F.M.S. |
Anti Fashion Megamosh Force |
They came on Sunday morning |
They’re dressed like a fashion show |
He’s got Versace sandals, and for sure will make you know |
She only wears Armani, or maybe some Cavalli shoes |
As soon as I see these fuckers I wish I had my detonating fuse |
Ignorance is their golden rule, they only live to buy |
I think your next screwdriver, will get a hint of a cyadine |
Discos are their Kingdom, but only if they are free |
You’re Suck a bunch of idiots, and that is guaranteed |
Take a whisky, maybe a beer |
Don’t talk to me, you’re killing my ears! |
Take a whisky, take a beer |
Shut the fuck up and get outta here! |
Drink a sugar-free juice, or you’ll become to fat |
Your dog is dressed in Gucci, and looks like a rat |
Manicure, hairdresser, botox and some peel |
You’re wasting lotsa money, and there’s nothing more to feel |
Take a whisky, maybe a beer |
Don’t talk to me, you’re killing my ears! |
Take a whisky, take a beer |
Shut the fuck up and get outta here! |
1000 for a dinner, 400 for some dance |
But when it’s time to pay, man, you still don’t have a chance |
You’d better call you rich friend, maybe asking to stay |
And like every Saturday night, he will insist to pay! |
Take a whisky, maybe a beer |
Don’t talk to me, you’re killing my ears! |
Take a whisky, take a beer |
Shut the fuck up and get outta here! |