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Captain: Galecto Inspector, do you read me?
Galecto: Yes Captain.
Captain: Status?
Galecto: Completed.
Captain: Your mission was to land on the dirt
ball and explore it thoroughly.
You were to monitor the activities of a common
life on the dirt ball and study
people's lifestyles; their general habits of
living in their strange society.
Galecto: Yes.
Captain: Have you done that Galecto Inspector:
Galecto: Yes I have Captain.
Captain: Very well, may we have your report?
Galecto:
A strange place this dirt ball is
A lot of guns a lot of rich folk spittin' on
bums
A lot of hoodlums.
These are just the bums that are really pissed
off
Captain: Why?
Galecto: Probably cuz they've been ripped off
By the system.
Captain: Oh.
Galecto:
Cops
They ride around in little cars
And throw folk behind bars
Like little jars
They're supposed to be there just to serve and
protect
But they just punch faces a lot, and choke necks
Then they got the higher ups they call judges
And they rule the land
This I don't understand
First of all they like to dress this bitch up in
a robe
On top of all that
Captain: What?
Galecto: He's mad old.
Captain: Oh.
Galecto:
And he hates anybody that lives different than he
did
Back when he was a kid
But that shit was like 400 years ago
Captain
Captain: Yes Galecto
Galecto: I just don't know
Any kid that was going to jail
Captain: Yeah...
Galecto: He'd look me dead in the face and say
"stale"
Then my cloaking device must've went dead
Captain: Why?
Galecto: Cuz that old ass judge looked at me and
said...
Chorus:
This is our world, this is our world, this our
world
So get the fuck out
This is our world, this is our world, this is our
world
So get the fuck out
Captain: Very interesting, thank you Galecto
Inspector.
Now probes Data (day-ta) and Data (da-ta) do you
read me?
Both: Yes, here sir.
Captain: What information were you able to gather
for us on your recent voyage to
the dirt ball?
Prof. Data (da-ta): This is Professor Data.
My transmission signal is weak and communications
shattered.
We came in contact with several different
specimens of life.
Dr. Data (day-ta:
Everything has gotta price even if it's wrong or
right.
Upon sight, people judge and stereotype
Their forms of government and religion are
glorified.
Prof. Data:
Purified as the waters that are now polluted
Members of the flock recruited for duty locked up
or instituted.
Dr. Data:
This is Dr. Data
I phased with the planet to see how they medicate
her
She's high off the cane
Depending how you slang
You can get most anything
From a nickel bag of grain
To a lucy worth of cane
Prof. Data: Maintain communications, Data here
again.
Their leader is determined by the vote of many
men.
Although he's only human, and slightly
overweight
He controls and manipulates their whole United
States.
Dr. Data:
I called to the White Castle
Secret Service on the phone giving me a hassle
He said the information I requested was denied.
Before he hung up the phone he took a deep
breath, stopped and replied:
Chorus
Captain: Judging by the information so far
collected, the dirt ball may not be
the ideal place to land our craft.
After receiving this information we'll make the
final judgment.
Fleek, are you there?
Fleek:
I'm here, but hold up Captain
Cuz this ain't good
I'm getting chased by some fat rednecks in white
hoods
I think they're trying to kill me
Captain: Well what do you mean?
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