Rebel Son - 1-2-3 | Текст песни

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Well I came to the bar,
To get fucked up
Now im sitting at the bar,
And im all fucked up

Some yuppie and his buddies
Start staring at me.
One motherfucker, two motherfucker,
Three!

Well, me and my buddies,
We`ve got real hot.
So we drag them puckers
To the parking lot.

Now they're down on the ground
Crying "Please, help me!"
One motherfucker, two motherfucker,
Three!

How many motherfuckers do I see?
One motherfucker, two motherfucker, three!

Lawdogs got there lickity split,
i was madder than hell, and i was meaner than shit.
It took more than one to get a hold of me
One motherfucker, two motherfucker, three!

How many motherfuckers do I see?
One motherfucker, two motherfucker, three!

Now I've got a new home
With a big front gate,
And i've got a new job,
Making licence plates.

Even god and his sidekicks are laughting at me
(yeah, ahhahaha, hell!)
One motherfucker, two motherfucker,
Three!

How many motherfuckers do I see?
One motherfucker, two motherfucker, three!

How many motherfuckers do I see?
One motherfucker, two motherfucker, three!

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