Swollen Members - Rockapella - Текст песни

As ten thousand maniacs emerge form an oasis that's everclear


My soundgarden was invented to blind melons and smash pumpkins


How could a whole nation of crash test dummies hope to release the grapes


of wrath


On the day of Sabbath knowing it'll be black


Especially when they might be giants and they take to the air with stone


temple pilots


I'm in a parachute club with the motley crew


My b-52, fires nine inch nails


Radiohead, I cause phonetic quiet riots


My tragically hip fight with the spirit of the west


Society's no fucking use to where white zombies have nofx


Now cowboys are turning into junkies


Hanging themselves with lasso's, singing blues about rodeo's that once


stood true


Have no time to fight with those fools


Alice's in chains and cold hearted iron maidens claim the have the ministry


of sound for U2


While everyone's raging against the machines


Their watching us on satellites form Georgia


But there's more in my set than Atlantis and it won't crash into Vegas


cause my man smith has the arrow


The moral to this peril is Hades have no fury and mc's scorn


And I would continue this verse but nothing rhymes with orange!!