paroles de chanson Old Yeller - Fokin Osk
Take
me
out
to
the
back
of
the
shed
Shoot
me
in
the
back
of
the
head
Take
me
out
to
the
back
of
the
shed
And
shoot
me
in
the
back
of
the
head
Take
me
out
to
the
back
of
the
shed
And
shoot
me
in
the
motherfucking
head,
yeah
A-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha
Bet
you've
never
seen
a
wreck
like
this
Yeah,
but
I'm
always
doing
better
than
your
peers
and
your
bitch
So
what
you
trying
to
say
about
my
wrist?
Yeah,
I'm
Old
Yeller
Yelling
at
the
top
of
my
lungs,
but
I'm
always
at
the
top
of
the
cunt
I'm
like
the
runt
litter
I
made
a
deal
with
God
that
lets
me
live
to
the
fullest
But
with
the
company
paying
to
make
me
bitter,
yo
I
stay
in
the
dark
and
I
bark
at
the
walls
Until
my
last
breath
leaves
my
lungs,
yuh
I'm
waiting
for
my
master
to
come
back
with
a
clip
Ain't
no
point
if
I
run
Ain't
no
point
if
I
run
Take
me
out
to
the
back
of
the
shed
And
shoot
me
in
the
back
of
the
head
Take
me
out
to
the
back
of
the
shed
And
shoot
me
in
the
motherfucking
head,
yeah
A-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha
Bet
you've
never
seen
a
wreck
like
this
Yeah,
but
I'm
always
doing
better
than
your
peers
and
your
bitch
So
what
you
trying
to
say
about
my
wrist?
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