Cut Me Off Songtext
von The Low Life
Cut Me Off Songtext
I′ll keep my trap shut
When I think you've had enough
I′ll button my lip up
When I'm ready to call it quits
I guess I'm just a motormouth who just screams and shouts
When I don′t get dinner
I′m not the devil's advocate
I can say my bit
I′m wandering the parking lot
Like a stupid ox
Who was broken hearted
But my butt feels fine
It's not like I′m a blank white page
With nothing to say
Like a sweepstakes winner
And I can talk through my dick
It's not like I′m a postal route that's just heading south
For a long cold winter
Where there's never any mail
(Happy birthday, dad)
Crazy has come and he′s on the run
Packing a snickers and a gun
He′s satisfied but he ain't having fun
Got his phaser set on stun
You′re ashamed of the things that I say
Cut me off, cut me off
Cause I'm a simple man that says simple things
And I won′t change
Cause I'm a rock star but who cares?
When all my friends think I′m a piece of shit
I'll finally make when I climb up the stairs
Well I don't care
I kept my trap shut
Still I think you′ve had enough
I buttoned up my lip
Do you think you can handle it?
It′s not like I'm a postal route that′s just heading south for a long cold winter
Where there's never any mail
I′m wandering the parking lot like a stupid ox
Who was broken hearted
But my butt feels fine
I guess I'm just a motormouth who just screams and shouts
When I don′t get dinner
I'm not the devil's advocate
I can say my bit
It′s not like I′m a blank white page
With nothing to say
Like a sweepstakes winner
And I still talk through my dick
Crazy has come and he's on the run
Packing a snickers and a gun
He′s satisfied but he ain't having fun
Got his phaser set on stun
You′re ashamed of the things that I say
Cut me off, cut me off
Cause I'm a simple man that says simple things
And I won′t change
I'm a rock star but who cares?
When all my friends think I'm a piece of shit.
I′ll finally make when I climb up the stairs
And I don′t care
I'm a rock star but who cares?
When all my friends think I′m a piece of shit
I'll finally make when I climb up the stairs
And I don′t care
You're ashamed of the things that I say
Cut me off, cut me off
Cause I′m a simple man that says simple things
And I won't change
When I think you've had enough
I′ll button my lip up
When I'm ready to call it quits
I guess I'm just a motormouth who just screams and shouts
When I don′t get dinner
I′m not the devil's advocate
I can say my bit
I′m wandering the parking lot
Like a stupid ox
Who was broken hearted
But my butt feels fine
It's not like I′m a blank white page
With nothing to say
Like a sweepstakes winner
And I can talk through my dick
It's not like I′m a postal route that's just heading south
For a long cold winter
Where there's never any mail
(Happy birthday, dad)
Crazy has come and he′s on the run
Packing a snickers and a gun
He′s satisfied but he ain't having fun
Got his phaser set on stun
You′re ashamed of the things that I say
Cut me off, cut me off
Cause I'm a simple man that says simple things
And I won′t change
Cause I'm a rock star but who cares?
When all my friends think I′m a piece of shit
I'll finally make when I climb up the stairs
Well I don't care
I kept my trap shut
Still I think you′ve had enough
I buttoned up my lip
Do you think you can handle it?
It′s not like I'm a postal route that′s just heading south for a long cold winter
Where there's never any mail
I′m wandering the parking lot like a stupid ox
Who was broken hearted
But my butt feels fine
I guess I'm just a motormouth who just screams and shouts
When I don′t get dinner
I'm not the devil's advocate
I can say my bit
It′s not like I′m a blank white page
With nothing to say
Like a sweepstakes winner
And I still talk through my dick
Crazy has come and he's on the run
Packing a snickers and a gun
He′s satisfied but he ain't having fun
Got his phaser set on stun
You′re ashamed of the things that I say
Cut me off, cut me off
Cause I'm a simple man that says simple things
And I won′t change
I'm a rock star but who cares?
When all my friends think I'm a piece of shit.
I′ll finally make when I climb up the stairs
And I don′t care
I'm a rock star but who cares?
When all my friends think I′m a piece of shit
I'll finally make when I climb up the stairs
And I don′t care
You're ashamed of the things that I say
Cut me off, cut me off
Cause I′m a simple man that says simple things
And I won't change
Writer(s): Inconnu Compositeur Auteur, John Tyler Simpson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com