Fuck You

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Dean and The Weenies - Rock, Pop-Punk

Fuck You

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Why are you staring at me? When I look back at you I don't like what I see Your lack of character shows I hate your clothes And you've got something disgusting hanging out of your nose Why are you talking to me? Please leave immediately Where is your dignity? Please get away from me Why don't you choke on a fashion accessory? I cannot remember your name And I could not care less I could have more fun talking to the IRS Why don't you take your problems to analysis? Take your foot out of your mouth and suck on this FUCK YOU Everybody now FUCK! the telephonе company FUCK! national security FUCK! the prime intеrest rate FUCK! the Secretary of State FUCK! Union Carbide FUCK! third world genocide FUCK! thermonuclear war FUCK! Mary Tyler Moore FU-U-U-U-U-UCK YOU So go tell it to the judge, 'cause I don't care You'd look cooler if you wore a Frigidaire Get lost, eat shit, drop dead, go screw We're in big trouble baby And the trouble is you FUCK YOU FU-U-U-U-U-U-U-UCK

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Credits

Writers
  • Dean Johnson