Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Bobby Trendy Addendum, artist - Restiform Bodies.
Date of issue: 29.09.2008
Song language: English
Bobby Trendy Addendum |
I prayed for height, but they gave me width |
The apple of my mother’s eye even if they convict |
The rudest unemployed apartment wrecking bum with a mouth |
The most oblivious neurotic modest goy on the couch, but |
I’m a get it, like Joan and Melissa got it, don’t sweat it |
Try to boil my meta data, search and destroy my sweater, |
Smash my mask back in the trash of my second life |
I take second look and lift the whistle to my laughing lips |
Joan and Melissa stand and deliver |
Bobby Trendy’s hairless severed |
Fendi bag in an icy chalice of Chivas |
Give us just enough language to |
Become instantly famous and a |
Pony every birthday regardless of our behavior |
Got a particular staccato that I walk down the stairs with |
I got to hurry just to get my affairs met, |
But always it seems like there’s a chair in the fast lane, |
A lizard like guest host, the world for his ash tray |
We want |
Bobby Trendy’s bendy body sent free with |
Bargain phony Fendi juicy delicious |
Sappy endings, appetites lashed to the hood of the Bentley |
We want |
Bobby Trendy’s bendy body sent free with |
Bargain phony Fendi juicy delicious |
Sappy endings, appetites lashed to the hood of the Bentley |
Every mad money lord of the dance policy maker |
Bullies news junkies once in a while just to feel safer |
If you’re mortified by the mortar fire on the news at five |
There’s more to buy Now run a diagnostic check |
Get hit with the sitcom stress Pick up your telephone |
Receive the triple artificial miracles of network wit |
The broadcast butchers put your mamas in the oven with a |
Chicken in a duck up in a pig inside of Simon Cowell |
Stuffed inside them now, |
You’re powerless against the wardrobe fortress |
Bored, tortured and tired of channel surfing |
This David diva downer |
Don’t know how to throw a party |
He’ll most likely throw a penny or a hex |
At the announcer |
You best never turn your back |
He charm a snake or |
Weave a basket |
Fuck a tempurpedic mattress |
He don’t even pay his taxes |
Still he want |
Bobby Trendy’s bendy body sent free with |
Bargain phony Fendi juicy delicious |
Sappy endings, appetites lashed to the hood of the Bentley |
He want |
Bobby Trendy’s bendy body sent free with |
Bargain phony Fendi juicy delicious |
Sappy endings, appetites lashed to the hood of the Bentley |
It’s the disconnected fiend pre-dynastic master me seemingly |
Attached with red and white tipped jacks to channel three, |
And all the tools you really need are a can of gasoline |
And a flare for the dramatic should you wish to meet with me |
Roll me in flower and browse on your desktop |
You’ll find my untitled, shiny, silver, circular wet spot |
Placenta picnic inhospitable lip locked dick lick |
Laughing at a wooden leg at the rest stop |
Speaking of which, this speech is weak on my lips, |
But I can do it deep as druids just as rude and as slick |
I can rule the retired |
You can root for the winner |
You can chop it up with champions |
And care for a fire, but it’s |
The loneliest prime time cream in your jeans time slot |
Checking out a party, with the prize in your blind spot |
Not without resentment for another man’s high tops |
The finer thing in life is always yours not what I got |
We want |
Bobby Trendy’s bendy body sent free with |
Bargain phony Fendi juicy delicious |
Sappy endings, appetites lashed to the hood of the Bentley |
We want |
Bobby Trendy’s bendy body sent free with |
Bargain phony Fendi juicy delicious |
Sappy endings, appetites lashed to the hood of the Bentley |