歌词
There's a mudslide,
Slippin' down to cover the hillside,
And you can bet it's gonna seep into your house,
In through your eyes,
And out your dirty little mouth.
There's a mudslide,
A mile wide brown tied bona-fide mudslide,
And what's the odds that you're enjoying one right now?
From the comfort of your favourite easy couch.
And the man said,
How 'm I gunna get my, white shirt clean,
How 'm I gunna get my,
How 'm I gunna get my,
How 'm I gunna get my, white shirt clean,
How 'm I gunna get my,
How 'm I gunna get by.
There's a mudslide,
Slippin' down to cover the hillside,
And you can bet its gonna seep into your house,
In through your eyes,
And out your dirty little mouth.
There's a mudslide,
A mile wide brown tied bona-fide mudslide,
And what's the odds that you're enjoying one right now?
From the comfort of your favourite easy couch.
The scum's gonna keep on risin',
It swallows up the sun,
Shining blue horizon,
And everywhere you look,
It's the same disguises,
The lunatics it seems,
From the whole asylum.
The scum's gonna keep on risin',
It swallows up the sun,
Shining blue horizon,
And everywhere you look,
It's the same disguises,
The lunatics it seems,
From the whole asylum.
There's a mudslide,
Slippin' down to cover the hillside,
There's a mudslide,
A mile wide brown tied bona-fide mudslide.
There's a mudslide,
Slippin' down to cover the hillside,
There's a mudslide,
A mile wide brown tied bona-fide mudslide.
There's a mudslide,
Slippin' down to cover the hillside,
There's a mudslide,
A mile wide brown tied bona-fide mudslide.
