paroles de chanson White Mums Can't Chugg - ChuggaBoom
My
mother′s
always
asking
me
to
write
her
a
song
"A
nice
song
with
acoustic
guitar
You've
got
such
a
beautiful
voice
why
don′t
you
use
it
more?"
She
doesn't
understand
the
can
of
worms
she's
opening
She
isn′t
down
with
the
chugg
Not
up
for
the
beat
down
She
isn′t
proud
of
me
stood
in
my
room
with
my
crown
For
the
fear
of
the
Chugg
Lord
I'm
never
giving
up
this
style
It′s
Levi's
time
bitch
Follow
or
get
left
behind
You
think
I′m
gonna
motherfucking
let
you
down?
No
one's
ever
gonna
change
how
we
fucking
sound
We
have
a
God
on
our
backs
so
it′s
hard
to
relax
We
have
to
do
what
he
said
or
this
time
is
our
last
You
must
believe
in
the
Chugg
to
be
worthy
Please
believe
in
me
We
are
the
chosen
ones
And
we're
not
selling
out
No
matter
how
much
we
upset
our
fucking
parents
Mum
doesn't
get
it
Dad
says
he
never
will
As
long
as
we
wake
up
tomorrow
We′ll
chugg
until
we
die
We
are
going
back
to
our
roots
because
we
understand
"This
is
no
better
song
than
the
first
song
or
EP
that
a
band
releases
Proctologist
So
rest
assured
the
rest
of
this
is
gonna
sound
As
lit
as
that
EP
was
We′ll
entertain
the
trends
enough
to
ensure
all
the
Chuggalos
fall
in
line
with
us
You
think
I'm
gonna
motherfucking
let
you
down?
No
Chuggalos
the
king
is
back
with
the
wrath
and
the
passion
Which
made
you
fall
in
love
in
the
first
place
How
dare
you
suggest
that
the
pressure
of
the
industry
might
get
to
us
We′re
edgy
as
fuck
You
wanna
be
us
You
fucks
Get
on
your
knees
and
chugg
with
all
you've
got
We
are
the
chosen
ones
And
we′re
not
selling
out
No
matter
how
much
we
upset
our
fucking
parents
Mum
doesn't
get
it
Dad
says
he
never
will
As
long
as
we
wake
up
tomorrow
We′ll
chugg
until
we
die
As
I
drag
my
body
through
the
results
of
all
the
decisions
that
I
have
made
My
spirit
lays
consumed
within
the
wake
of
my
mistakes
I
spend
my
life
trying
my
best,
but
my
endeavours
are
not
enough
My
creations
hacked
apart
by
the
people
that
I
love
Everyone's
an
expert
and
advise
me
on
the
route
my
life
should
take
"You've
got
such
a
beautiful
voice,
it′s
such
a
shame,
it′s
such
a
waste"
They
tell
me
I
could
be
the
next
Olly
Murrs
Or
a
more
retarded
Gareth
Gates
Well
to
that
I
have
something
I
need
to
say
I'm
taking
back
control
My
life
is
in
my
hands
These
decisions
are
my
own
What
do
you
want
from
me
I
got
straight
C′s
and
D's
Except
Geography
You′re
not
the
boss
of
me
now
We
are
the
chosen
ones
And
we're
not
selling
out
No
matter
how
much
we
upset
our
fucking
parents
Mum
doesn′t
get
it
Dad
says
he
never
will
As
long
as
we
wake
up
tomorrow
We'll
chugg
until
we
die
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