Depends

Lyrics
[Intro: Scott Raynor] (One, two! One, two, three, four!) [Verse 1: Tom DeLonge] I don't want to urinate on myself I don't want to urinate on anyone else Well, I guess that really doesn't matter anymore Because I can't control my bladder anymore [Chorus: Tom DeLonge, Mark Hoppus] Well, I guess it all depends, undergarments Well, I guess it all depends, undergarments [Post-Chorus: Tom DeLonge] Step back in the light, no more soiled nights alone But I guess I don't have a care, because there's not a load in my underwear [Verse 2: Mark Hoppus, Tom De Longe] I'm sick of offending everyone I meet (Go, go, go, go!) I'm sick of crying myself to sleep on rubber sheets (Go!) I had an accident today I left a soil on a bus seat, I didn't know what to say [Chorus: Mark Hoppus] But I guess it all depends (Undergarments) Well, I guess it all depends (Undergarments!) [Post-Chorus: Mark Hoppus, Tom DeLonge] Step back in the light (Go, go!) No more soiled nights alone Well I guess that I don't have a care if I Don't have a load in my underwear [Outro: Scott Raynor] Woo! [Skit 1: Scott Raynor, Mark Hoppus] Uh... Uhum, umm... Umm... anymay, uh, well, as I was saying (Ha, ha) My dog, ha, nice dog, bending over, uh... If you dropped your keys, you'd bend over too Uh, so, uh Well I just wanna say, uh, thank you all for coming to the sperm bank, uh Do you have a question there? Shit, Scott, that aki-mofo be messin' with my lady Gotta be runnin' cold upsidedown his head, you know what I'm sayin, mans? Hey, Holmes, I can dig it, that brotha' ain't gonna pick up on you man I say, hey, Scott, so to say I want to say, Pretty J, I did the same-ol same-ol Hey! Knock yourself a post, lick the gray metal fat man before he was down I take TCB in, man. Hey, you know what they say You see about to get that bottie yacker? You lay her down and slackum-yackum, cold gotta be, ya know man, shit! Uh... are you, uh, feelin' alright? Oh, man! Jamofoba lay me to the bone and she's jackin' me off, uh... Tightly! (Ha, ha!) Ha, ha! [Skit 2: Mark Hoppus, Scott Raynor] Alright! Get out the scissors and get in place, ready? Now start jumping (Hey, man! Someone spotted me, it's heavy!) Alright, now heave it on down here! (Uh...) *falls down from stairs* (Okay, it's all the way down here!) Ah! Who taught you how to throw the dick through down the stairs? Ah, ha-ha-ha!
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Credits
- Writers
- Mark Hoppus
- Tom DeLonge