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It was a shitty, damned job, raising that brat, if that wasn't enough, that shitty, damned nine-to-five job.
And now the result stands there, motionless in the middle of the room, with that stupid look and that damn joint hanging from his mouth.
A pale-faced loafer, and thank God at least he turned out the right color.
He doesn't give a damn about school, doesn't give a damn about anything, Christ, give me the strength to be Sergeant Hartman, just for one day.
«TAKE OUT THE TRASH!!!!!».
Christ, how the damned crow squawks.
«THE BRAT DOESN'T OBEY!!!!! MAKE YOURSELF HEARD, YOU'RE THE FATHER!!!!!».
«GOOOOOO!!!!!», Christ, is that fine, woman????? And now get out of the way because the ninth inning is starting and «BRING ME A COLD BEER!!!!!».
Christ, grant me the time, just grant me the time to close this damn inning, away from her, away from the brat …
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«SORRY MA', I FORGOT TO TAKE OUT THE TRASH!!!!!».
The idiot is back, always finds his way home, worse than a dog.
«I'LL DO IT LATER, MA', RIGHT NOW I JUST WANT HARDCORE!!!!! I JUST WANT NOISE!!!!!».
Christ, give me the strength to be Sergeant Hartman and make them all swallow the damned trash.
With all its stench.
Tracklist Lyrics and Samples
01 Kids Don't Follow (02:50)
Go home.....this is the Minneapolis police....the
party's over...if you all just grab your stuff &
leave there won't be any hassle..the party's been
closed....etc.
1,2,3,4
Kids won't listen
To what you're sayin
Kids ain't wondering
Kids ain't praying
Mo says he's worried
He says talk away
He says yeah I've been cured
I need some attention
No house of detention
I'd love some attention
Don't start again
Kids don't need that
Kids don't want that
Kids don't need nothing of the kind
Kids don't follow
What you're doin
In my face out my ear
Kids won't follow
What you're sayin
We can't hear
Can't stop looting
Can't stop smoking
Kids ain't wondering
Can't stop choking
Kids won't stand still
Kids won't shut up
Kids won't do it
You talk to 'em now
Kids don't follow
What you're doin
In my face and out my ear
Kids won't follow
What you're saying
We can't hear
Kids won't follow
What you're saying
In my face out my ear
Kids don't follow
What you're sayin
We can't hear
What you say
Not tomorrow
Not today
04 God Damn Job (01:19)
I need a god damn job
I need a god damn job
I really need a god damn job
I need a god damn job
God dammit
God dammit
God damn
I need a god damn job
I need a god damn girl
I need a god damn girl
I really need a god damn girl
I need a god damn girl
God dammit
God dammit
God damn
I need a god damn job
Right now right now
An honest job
If I can find one
08 Gimme Noise (01:40)
I can't figure out
Music for boys
You're sleepin' with danger
Don't gimme that noise
Are you sleeping
Are you sleeping
Brother John
Brother John
I give you my jacket
You give me your glamour
Gimme that record
Gimme that hammer
Are you sleeping
Are you sleeping
Brother John
Brother, get a fuckin' load of this
Are you waiting
Are you waiting
Waiting for, give it to me
Gimme noise
Gimme noise
Noise
Noise
Noise
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