Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Pretentious Friends , by - Modeselektor. Song from the album Monkeytown, in the genre ТехноRelease date: 29.09.2011
Record label: MonkeyTown
Song language: English
Pretentious Friends |
| Oh no, oh no, oh no, oh I know |
| Oh-oh no, oh no, oh no, oh I know |
| I run shit in this house |
| Like I was now or never |
| With no effort |
| I bet you I could change my name to Klaus |
| Or something mildly Flemish |
| Pick up a Saudi chemist |
| From an Orange County dentist |
| Ouch, I’m whistling, trading and eating |
| Now poetry readings at AA meetings |
| I text you pictures of my keister |
| I’m serving some dead bodies from a Middle-Eastern skirmish |
| Damn, I’m oh so scooty |
| A bro gropes boobies |
| Have sex with Snow White |
| At the gym, on pedal bikes |
| Replenishing electrolytes |
| Your honor |
| I dip my junk in the fondue |
| Told boring stories, show my blonde pubes |
| I’m from the church of Satan’s archdiocese |
| So I fart fire pits and heart giant tits |
| Oh no, oh no, oh no, oh I know |
| Oh-oh no, oh no, oh no, oh I know |
| I’m a prick |
| All of our inane dialogue |
| And my day’s minutia gets micro-blogged |
| Ew, does it smell like Fido the dog? |
| In gray Pumas |
| I look like Sideshow Bob |
| Urinate in what the cod-fish swims in |
| Who was to think, I’m God’s gift to women |
| Flirted with about 30 Asian chicks with herniated disks |
| Eating turkey bacon bits |
| Busdriver: Nigga? |
| Pillow Talk: Oh hey boo, how you be? |
| Busdriver: Oh, oh. |
| I saw you at the Cannes Film Festival. |
| Pillow Talk: Nah that wasn’t me. |
| You didn’t see me down there, nuh-uh baby. |
| Busdriver: Oh, yes. |
| Pillow Talk: You talkin' bout Cannes? |
| You a con. |
| Busdriver: Tell me about it. |
| Pillow Talk: I saw you gettin' jiggy at Sundance with no pants on. |
| Busdriver: In Holland? |
| Pillow Talk: Mhmm. |
| Busdriver: Hmm, do tell. |
| I bought those shoes also for 30 Euros at the |
| Champs-Élysées. |
| Pillow Talk: Nigga, please. |
| These shoes, this cummerbund? |
| Oh step, hon. |
| Oh and by the way, the pâté? |
| Busdriver: The pâté was fabulous! |
| Pillow Talk: Goose liver nigga. |
| Busdriver: Yes. |
| (Get 'em) |
| Oh, I know |
| You want my R&B hook |
| Oh, I know |
| Your brains are partially cooked |
| When this breaks this pillow under the gourmet kibble your solar plexus be in |
| this trouble hence the dribble it’s what’s beats for |
| There it is, my friendship’s like a health plan |
| I think all the multi-tiered colored telegram |
| The movie trailer leaked |
| Well I hope they get the plumber’s putty |
| My script writing takes 3 Welsh understudies |
| I enjoy the convos of the water buffalo |
| Hoes stop and hold I’m rocks sold through the double O’s |
| Y’all niggas too think I’m a hot date |
| With a Prop 8 slashed out on my ballot box |
| Salad tossed into a chocolate cake 'cause I’m so cute |
| My hoes they look at me and their water break |
| And babies pop out with one gold tooth |
| Oh no, oh no, oh no, oh I know |
| Oh-oh no, oh no, oh no, oh I know |
| I never, never repeat it over, and over, and over again |
| I’m one of your pretentious friends |
| Pretentious friends |
| Pretentious friends |