Interpret:

Bloodhound Gang

Album:

Hefty Fine

It always sucks refolding the kind of map 
Needed when i get stuck where the sun don't shine the fact 
Is if i just shut up my rubbered stamp could flag you as dumb 


It ain't your mind you're givin' me a piece of 
As it don't take einstein to know that's just obscene but 
It's been buck rogers' time since i hit other than rock bottom 


Even the odds of having you against me 
With your crotchless jihad on blue balls evidently 
Are all mighty good god so angel dust my soul like james brown 


Street leagl whore hauling so much stunning ass 
Sell yourself short like bridget at the bunny ranch 
Do it all fours the satisfaction of getting fouled 


I'm the least you could do 
If only life were as easy as you 


I'm the least you could do 
If only life were as easy as you 


I would still get screwed 


I don't care if getting under someone that's 
Beneath you fits the m.o. of conundrum as 
You reckoned this was just a fancy word for rubbers 


I aim to get a bang out of working your 
Weak spot that sets the bar so low just nerve can score 
With no respect since oddly danger feels like pay dirt 


I'm the least you could do 
If only life were as easy as you 


I'm the least you could do 
If only life were as easy as you 


I'm the least you could do 
If only life were as easy as you 


If only 


When my fumbling breaks you should 
I thank your dad for the damaged goods? 


When my fumbling breaks you should 
I thank your dad for the damaged goods? 


When my fumbling breaks you should 
I thank your dad for the damaged goods? 


When my fumbling breaks you should 
I thank your dad for the damaged goods?