Lyrics
"Come on, come on, give it to me, now"
"I need for more sensation"
"Give it to me, now, give it to me"
"I need for more sensation"
"Come on, come on, give it to me, now"
"I need for more sensation"
"Give it to me, now, give it to me"
My problems are your problems
If I'm sad, you should be sad too!
My problems are your problems
My problems are your problems
If I'm mad, you should be mad too
If I'm mad, you should be mad too
When I'm mad, you should be mad too!
"Why blame it on me? I didn't write the music
If I could, I'd grab this microphone & I'd beat your brains out with it
But that's not what you deserve- not what you deserve-"
We rent escorts every night
So buy our fucking album
Fast cars and topless bars, yeah
So buy our fucking album
We don't need money to pay them to fuck all day
We need the money to pay them to go away
We don't need money to pay them to fuck all day
We need the money to pay them to go away
I'm bleeding and I hurt real bad
So buy my fuckin album
Boo-fucking-hoo for you
Just buy my fucking album
"Come on, come on, give it to me, now"
"I need for more sensation"
"Give it to me, now, give it to me"
"I need for more sensation"
"Come on, come on, give it to me, now"
"I need for more sensation"
"Give it to me, now, give it to me"
My problems are your problems
If I'm sad, you should be sad too!
My problems are your problems
My problems are your problems
If I'm mad, you should be mad too
If I'm mad, you should be mad too
When I'm mad, you should be mad too!
One, three, blow me!
At the thick of the sticks, I'm sick of this
The hand that ticks is a prick
At the thick of the sticks, I'm sick of this
So buy my fucking album
So buy my fucking album
So buy my fucking album
So buy our fucking album
