Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Celebutard Chronicles, artist - The Falcon. Album song Unicornography, in the genre ПанкDate of issue: 25.09.2006
Record label: Red Scare
Song language: English
The Celebutard Chronicles |
| She’s got the biggest tits. |
| He’s got the longest dick |
| And I get to read about it every week |
| You hear that sucking sound? |
| It’s culture going down |
| Seaward with the C-words; |
| submerged in shit with dreams to drown |
| Baby, don’t you want to throw it up now? |
| Just aim for the bowl and I’ll hold back your gown |
| This is my favorite ad I got on pay-per-view |
| The vacant bitch in the convertible reminds me of you. |
| Oh baby |
| I’ll watch my fuckin' mouth the day it gets a date with Ashlee Simpson, |
| or stars in ads from tresemme |
| Is it the taste of vomit or the cocaine? |
| All the flashing lights or trashy magazines? |
| One thousand sunken eyes? |
| The way she shows her thighs? |
| The million fucking dollars, the jet-skis, or the guys? |
| How 'bout those fucking aspirations? |
| Aiming for the vacuous end |
| I wanna need that respiration. |
| I wanna get some press for it. |
| 0 |
| Press it on. |
| Press it down. |
| It’s already up in my face now. |
| Oh baby |
| I wanna see my name in lights. |
| And throw up in my purse. |
| And die. |
| Hoo! |