Fuck
Well, I've got some kind of nerve
Control, control, alert; I'm a wreck
Oh, I've got some kinda nerve
Let's spread the word like a sickness
Oh, no
What have we got here?
Oh, I wanna be a milkman
Oh, no
What have we got here?
Why do I wanna sports function
You have to understand
Sometimes I get so mad
But right now I'm happy lying in your lover's arms
So what of the topic? It's crushed
Do you hear me?
I'm lying (yeah), so what?
I'm the type who gets what he wants
And starts running, don't you get it? (I never lose)
"This is a travesty"
He violently screamed
Taking shots at his brothers-in-arms
If the friendly fire doesn't get us first
Then we'll surely burn at the thought of a one-sided love
C'mon
But right now I'm happy lying in your lover's arms
So what of the topic? It's crushed
Do you hear me?
I'm lying (yeah), so what?
I'm the type who gets what he wants
And starts running, don't you get it? (I never lose, I never lose)
Oh, my god, I'm dancing on the fly
Like I never had a problem
Making my two broken legs operate
On the table while you lay there
Slow in chemical sleep
Putting your trust in me
How could you trust in me?
Lover lying under the knife
Cut open your stomach
Show me something that I like
And all the while
Getting higher and higher
Oh, no
What have we got here?
Oh, I wanna be a milkman
Oh, no
What have we got here?
Why do I wanna sports function
You have to understand
Sometimes I get so mad