Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song F.T.W. , by - Smut Peddlers. Song from the album That's Amore: Live at DiPiazza's, in the genre ПанкRelease date: 19.03.2006
Record label: Ransom
Song language: English
F.T.W. |
| I’m not encased in metal |
| And I do not watch TV |
| I like my motorcycle |
| Because it helps me to feel free |
| The highways and byways are overrun |
| With Acura gangster clones |
| And soccer moms in S.U.V.'s |
| Who are talking on the phone |
| f**k the world! |
| Forever two wheels! |
| To all the crazy drivers |
| whipping in and out of lanes |
| start using your turn signals |
| or suck my lock and chain |
| Your car’s all over the road |
| You’ve got alcohol on your breath |
| It gets me homicidal |
| Because for me it’s life and death |
| f**k the world! |
| Forever two wheels! |
| You drive like a simp |
| And you think you’re a pimp |
| In your climate controlled cage |
| I’ve got hostile envy and it sets me in a rage |
| You’d better hope I don’t survive |
| If you get me in a crash |
| Cuz I’m looking to kill you |
| And they call me scooter trash |
| f**k the world! |
| Forever two wheels! |