Another Tough Day Of Illiteracy Songtext
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I'm stuck, what's one plus one? I can't get past mr. tangent and cosine
I need another radical change I'm loosing blood count on mathematical pain
I'm sorry but I'm native to the jungle Of the amazon tribes who taught me to hustle
Don't ask cuz I don't understand Id rather have a pickle than a problem in my hand
I'm used to these splitting headaches With a stone face look, blank stare in my face
You lost me an hour ago Now I'm lost in my nothing zone
Like back in the day when I'd study with Beavis,
That's cool miss 2, but Id rather just leave this
I'll mind my own business and Leave my imagination over there
I was taught by fozzie and gonzo Corrupted by bart I abandoned old hopes
I dreamed of a life full of sex and gore I got my second wind!
Burn down the churches then blow up a mosque Put a phat carbomb in city hall
Did I mention I wanna kill myself, or, Shoot up the skool and play marshall law
Theres too much goddamn build up in my head,
I try to cut a synapse to relieve some stress,
it's such a mess, I'm a mess,
my whole life is one big mess!
I never try to give up
But I think this is the end!
I need another radical change I'm loosing blood count on mathematical pain
I'm sorry but I'm native to the jungle Of the amazon tribes who taught me to hustle
Don't ask cuz I don't understand Id rather have a pickle than a problem in my hand
I'm used to these splitting headaches With a stone face look, blank stare in my face
You lost me an hour ago Now I'm lost in my nothing zone
Like back in the day when I'd study with Beavis,
That's cool miss 2, but Id rather just leave this
I'll mind my own business and Leave my imagination over there
I was taught by fozzie and gonzo Corrupted by bart I abandoned old hopes
I dreamed of a life full of sex and gore I got my second wind!
Burn down the churches then blow up a mosque Put a phat carbomb in city hall
Did I mention I wanna kill myself, or, Shoot up the skool and play marshall law
Theres too much goddamn build up in my head,
I try to cut a synapse to relieve some stress,
it's such a mess, I'm a mess,
my whole life is one big mess!
I never try to give up
But I think this is the end!
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