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The Monggz...2-fingers music since 2005
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Lyrics
Hey this is craptown speaking
is there anyone listening ?
home of the drunk land of the bored
there's not much fun we can afford
we are the dead sea surfers
and we are standing we are waiting
we are the dead sea surfers
for something to be happening
On weekdays when we get blue
we gather and sniff some glue
laying with the rails in our back
by the closed down railway track
on weeknights we're showing a**
by the open car window
greeting anyone we pass
& we are driving not too slow
on sundays we go cow-tipping
pushing, falling and drinking
moonshine bottles by the half
dancing round no golden calf
and then when we go back home
we're not the prodigal son
but we're more like the fat veal
our daddy's gonna beat and kill
we are the dead sea surfers
and we'd be going nowhere
we are the dead sea surfers
if we weren't already there
is there anyone listening ?
home of the drunk land of the bored
there's not much fun we can afford
we are the dead sea surfers
and we are standing we are waiting
we are the dead sea surfers
for something to be happening
On weekdays when we get blue
we gather and sniff some glue
laying with the rails in our back
by the closed down railway track
on weeknights we're showing a**
by the open car window
greeting anyone we pass
& we are driving not too slow
on sundays we go cow-tipping
pushing, falling and drinking
moonshine bottles by the half
dancing round no golden calf
and then when we go back home
we're not the prodigal son
but we're more like the fat veal
our daddy's gonna beat and kill
we are the dead sea surfers
and we'd be going nowhere
we are the dead sea surfers
if we weren't already there
Sounds so reminiscent of the sex pistols.