Bonaparte - Boycott Everything | Текст песни

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I boycott everthing thats not made by my hands
my hands, my hands.
I boycott everthing thats not made by my hands
my hands, my hands.

If I have to, I build myself a cardboard house
with a cardboard porge for my girl and my spouse
And If I have to, I build myself a cardboard street
and a whole village where all of my friends can meet.

I make, make, make.
I breake, breake, breake.
I create, create, create.
I wait, wait, wait.

I boycott everthing thats not made by my hands
my hands, my hands.
I boycott everthing thats not made by my hands
my hands, my hands.

And if I want to, I put paper trees in that street
and cardboard birds, that go \"tweet, tweet, tweet\".
And if I want to, I pencil in a piece of land, a whole farm
and cardboard cows on demand.

I make, make, make.
I breake, breake, breake.
I create, create, create.
I wait, wait, wait.

United States? On your knees!
Japan? On your knees!
China? On your knees!
Germany? On your knees!

I boycott everthing thats not made by my hands
my hands, my hands.
I boycott everthing thats not made by my hands
my hands, my hands.

Hands! My hands!
Hands! My hands!

Russia? Made of Oil.
China? Soon to boil.
Japan? Made of cars.
The middle east? Full of scars.
The netherlands? Build on trade.
Africa? Running late.
Switzerland? Made of cheese.
Canada? Full of trees.
England? Made of Water.
UK? Harry Potter.
India? Soft ware.
Tibet? Made of prayer
Sweden? Made of bands.
Australia? Full of sand.
Carribean? Made of smoke.
South america? Full of cow.
North Korea? exponential.
South Korea? confidental.
USA? Made of KORN, all the rest: made of porn.

I boycott everthing thats not made by my hands
my hands, my hands.
I boycott everthing thats not made by my hands
my hands, my hands.
I boycott everthing thats not made by my hands
my hands, my hands.
I boycott everthing thats not made by my hands
my hands, my hands.

And if I want to, I put paper trees in that street
and carport birds, that go \"tweet, tweet, tweet\".
And if I want to, I pencil in a piece of land, a whole farm
build by my own two hands.

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