We live in a racist world, you gotta stop hating each other I wonder what the world thinks of one another I know theres something wrong with me But there
Peter Piper picked a peck of pickleed peppers. Peter Piper picked em But where did he put em In the pockets of his pants Or on a plate There's a pickle
Get inside Get inside Get inside that groove When I was a baby The funk came a knocking The cribs in my town All started rocking In the beginning as
Oh my brother you're one cool dude Walking around with your facist attitude I'm tired of the lies, the racist cries Your thoughts are inane and just plain
And I love you, yes I do, 'cause I know that you love me too And I love you , yes I do, gonna spend all my money on you And everyday when I say that I
Can't pacify what your soul is denied with material things now I know Why you can look me in the eye with your plastic face NAKED EYES-TEETH A GLEEM
no button gotta walk right on in Every cat and kitten here is wearin a grin Drinks are the Tiki 8 ft. ruler of the bar Eats is in the icebox and the pickle
Saddam Hussein are you a swinger like Tarzan and Jane? Are you really that insane? Is there anything inside your brain? Time to look away It's time to
I am lurking under your bed, but you can't find me I have hid inside your head but you can't find me Jump up 'cause I'm tappin on your shoulder Can't
Take another bow and wipe the sweat off of your brow miling to the crowd they are in love with you Believe in what you will all the minds you want to
It's not what you say That makes or breaks But how you say it That saves The conversation you're now involved in "You idiot" Welcome to our house Where
You can write a book, song or poem or paint a picture Move away from mom, getting used to new fixtures It's not too late, it's not too late It's never
We wrote this song to be psuedo punk But someone said that it really stunk So we changed the words just a little bit And now it sounds completely like
You shouldn't judge a man by the hair on his butt. Maybe it's like needles Or possibly like bark Does it need to be mowed Like the lawn at the park?
a single jar was smiling After all, Pickle jars are just Pickle jars and pickles are just pickles Ingredients: water, salt, cucumbers, Garlic, and pickling
say I don't even know why you act that way My name is maya and people always say I act kinda strange like a dooba weh I like fish and mango pickle When
Пераклад: Гатри, Арло. Матацыкл Значэнне Pickle песні.
Пераклад: Гатри, Арло. Матацыкл песні (значнасць Pickle).