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Soul Sucking Jerk



Beck - Soul Sucking Jerk - Текст песни

I got a job making money for the man
Throwing chicken in the bucket with the soda pop can
Puke green uniform on my back
I had to set it on fire in a vat of chicken fat
I leaped on the counter like a bird with no hair
Running through the mini mall in my underwear
I got lost downtown couldn't find a ride home
Sun went down I got frozen to the bone
'til a hooker let me share her fake fur coat
As I took a little nap the cops picked up us both
I tried to explain I was only trying to get warm
I knew I never ever should have burnt my uniform
He said too bad.
You want to bite the bullet hard son?
I didn't have no teeth so I stole his gun
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