Holy Monday - Fuck You All | Текст песни

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• Holy Monday
• Fuck You All

Wear my keds and my blue jacket
Mommy doesn't like punk rock
But I do and I won't fake it
Says that I smell like a dog
People tell me I'm a weirdo
I don't care what I am told
If they do not like my hairdo
All I tell them - fuck you all
Once a year I see a mirror
So don't recognize myself
After moonshine I drink beer
And don't care about my health
Fuck you all - I hate control