Lyrics And Breeding - Priests

And Breeding

I don’t understand why I do what I do
I’m just a bored teenager sniffing glue
Monkeys and robots monkeys and robots
They’re not so different you know
I’m trying to understand
Trying to explode the upper hand
Trying to procreate without
Fucking and breeding
Fucking and breeding
Fucking and breeding
Fucking and breeding
I’m disappointed in Y2K
Why didn’t things turn out that way?
I’m trying to afford
Everything I always asked for
Everything they said was in store
Uh huh uh huh uh huh
Yeah I went to college, yeah I got a job
But I still can’t figure out how to join the mob
I’m trying to understand
Trying to explode the upper hand
Trying to procreate without
Fucking and breeding and fucking and breeding and fucking and breeding
Fucking and breeding
Yeah, I know what we gotta do
I know what we gotta do
Gotta turn Elvis Presley into Che Guevara
Elvis Presley
Or Madonna
Che Guevara
Elvis Presley
Madonna
Barack Obama killed something in me
Barack Obama killed something in me
And I’m gonna get him for it
I’m gonna get him for it
I’m gonna get him for it
I’m gonna get him for it
I’m gonna get him for it
I’m gonna get him for it
I’m gonna get him for it
I’m gonna get him for it