Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Weasel , by - Slow Gherkin. Song from the album Double Happiness, in the genre Иностранный рокRelease date: 24.07.1997
Record label: Asian Man
Song language: English
Weasel |
| I bought them just a week ago. |
| I thought they’d make good pets |
| But all they do is chew on me and smoke my cigarettes |
| My house is trashed, my scooter crashed, my Sunday suit is ruined-- |
| Not to mention my white boy hide is one big open wound |
| My extremities are dismembered, and my poor old face is cut |
| And now here comes those razor teeth--they're lunging for my butt! |
| They drink my Beck’s, they fry on X, and all they do is rave |
| So one day I got sick of them, and I threw them in the goddamn microwave |
| Skankin' weasel, skankin' weasel! |
| Weasel, weasel! |
| I turned the knob to «super high» and pressed the button «cook.» |
| But then I saw the cord chewed through, and then the weasel booked |
| He darted in the kitchen and into the living room |
| I ran after him throwing knives and swinging my old broom |
| I swang and swang but did not hit--the weasel was too fast |
| So I got out my pocket knife and I hit one in the ass |
| Finally got a hold of one--the death sentence was dealt |
| I popped him in the pressure cooker and watched him slowly melt |