Roger Right - Hank`s Morning Newspaper (old shit) | Текст песни

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Its 5 in a morning and my garden hold still
None of the ass would not make a drill
All i wish is that the beer can'll be fiil
Anyway "ma" name is hank hill

Time to roll up and visit the backyard
To put on the flag "Hey! propane maniac"
Left the home for a while
And catch the news in front of pale spine

He's the Hank Hil,l the king of that hill
He woke up at 5,and scratched his wife

Just check out ma glass undernaeth the nose
Thats The way I do ma propose
The night was spooky and I catch it on the ground
The doggy urine just itching ma toe

I gotta 20 years and friends right on ma back
Now ma lawn is full of the sand
And that's the way I ussually get upset
Aint' gonna look at this,cause I'm glad

Shout at the dog, kiss the wife
Hug the sun with a beef inside
Raise the pants , smell the food
And Open the news in a good mood

The hole backyard's gone mad/
Thats what would be said/
A bunch of crates, after the burndown/
With a fried moles messin around!

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