When I look at your face I see dirt All the sunshine you blow up my ass starts to hurt And I don't really mind if I'm nothin' in your eyes It's no surprise to me There's a rocket I built It's under my kilt It's coming to blow you away I was a jerk I did the work for somebody else's dream I took the chance I lost my pants In somebody else's dream tonight Now you're calling me up to get paid And if you don't get paid then you'll never get laid But I really don't have any money I say goodbye and you'll have to depend on your size 'Cause the thing that I built It's ripping my kilt It's coming to blow you away I was a jerk I did the work for somebody else's dream I took the chance I lost my pants In somebody else's dream tonight Now I think that I'm going to bed As the image of you and your crap leaves my head 'Cause it's T-minus 20 tomorrow, rocket flies And it doesn't depend on the size 'Cause the thing that I built It's ripping my kilt It's coming to blow you away I was a jerk I did the work for somebody else's dream I took the chance I lost my pants In somebody else's dream tonight © EMI BLACKWOOD MUSIC INC.; MONTAUK MANTIS PRODUCTIONS INC; Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com