paroles de chanson O'l American Booger - Péricles

Think of me, I am very dosive
In the casino, waiting to go to bed
Just a motherfucking theory in your head
Do good in school, but soon you'll be dead
So walk it, there might be windows above
Let's control you up, so you can never stand up
Living like a fascist in this plastic generation
And now they get you on the rails from the station

Another yawn
A prisoner of the wrong generation
Another yawn
A prisoner of the wrong generation
Another yawn
A prisoner of the wrong generation
Another yawn
A prisoner of the wrong generation
Another yawn
A prisoner of the wrong generation
Another yawn
A prisoner of the wrong generation
Another yawn
A prisoner of the wrong generation
Another yawn
A prisoner of the wrong generation