1000 Homo DJs - Hey Asshole 歌詞

オリジナル盤発売日: 1991
ジャンル: Electronic Rock
スタイル: Alternative Rock/Industrial
length: 8:07
Hey a__hole
Hey, hey, hey you, hey you punk, yeah that's right pull over now. Pull over now.
Pull over now. I said pull it over! That's right. Let me see some ID. Let me see
your license. What is this? What is this s___? This says "expired". Alright, get
the f___ out of the car now. What is that? Get a f___ing hair...

What is that f___ing long hair? Get a haircut. Hey Joe, look at this guy! Can you
see this? He's a f___ing sissy. That's right. Alright, up against the car now.
That's right, spread'em! I said spread'em!
You punk. Look at you, you f___ing punk.
What rights? You want to hear your rights? f___ your rights. Spread'em. Hey,
you want to spend the night in county, huh? Huh? What do you think you are? Huh?
You think you're f___ing smart? Why I ought to... Hey what is that, punk? What
did you call me? You call me pig? I'll f___ing throw you down so fast... f___ you.
You punk. Alright, f___ you. Where did you get this f___ing car anyways?

What is this, a Dodge? f___ing '69 Dodge? You're driving... You got a license for
this? You got plates? Where's the plates on this thing? I'll bet you ain't got any
insurance. You're driving around with no insurance, aren't you? Hey Joe, look at this
guy. Alright, hey, what do you ... what's with your b____? Get her out ... You,
b____, get out of the car now, too. Yeah that's right. Spread'em! Get a f___ing
haircut! You got a job? What kind of job? Get a real job, punk!

Alright, freeze! Stay right where you are, don't move a f___ing inch. Don't move a
muscle. That's right, down, down on the floor, get down. On your tummy. Spread'em!
What is this? What do we got here? A package. You got a package. What is this doing?
White package. Oh, I see, yeah, you're a f___ing drug addict. You're a f___ing drug
addict! Get a f___ing job!

What's with your chick? She f___ing ... Oh, Jesus Christ, she's got an earing in her
nose! Joe, look at this chick! She's f___ing sick. My God! I hope she don't f___ing
hang around with chicks ... I don't want my f___ing daughter ... Oh God, what a
nightmare! Quit your f___ing whining. I don't want to hear about it. Get in the back
... Look, I don't want to hear about your f___ing rights. You got one right. You got
the right to get in the back seat of the car now. You got it? What? What was that? I
didn't hear that. I didn't f___ing hear that. Look, that's it. You're going down now.
That's it. And what's with that f___ing earing? What are you a f__? You some kind of
f___ing sissy, huh? That's right, you're going down with me ... and you too ma'am.
Let's go. I'm sorry, I don't want to hear about it. I don't want to hear your crying.
You're with him. Don't give me this. Let's see the f___ing s___ in your pockets.

Come on. You're coming with me now.

Hey look, I can make this real easy. I can just beat the s___ out of you and drop you
off somewhere and f___ the report. You know I got three f___ing pages of reports in
triplicate. So f___ you. You give me any hard time I'm going to f___ you up. You
understand? You see this f___ing gun right here? I'll drill you so full of holes you
won't know what the f___ hit you.

My God, you're basically crying. God dammit, she sounds like a f___ing ... blaugh.

Oh she's annoying! Oh my God she sounds like f___ing ... uh ... what the hell is that
... Joe, who is that b____ that whines all the time? That, uh, Erma Bombeck or

Alright, open up the trunk. That's right. What's with the bat? What's with the bat in
the back seat? What, do you play baseball? Oh I see. Oh you're a g_______er. Let me
see your f___ing signs, let me see your colors. You got colors? I got colors. Right
here. f___ing black and blue all over your face.
What, are you representing? You want to throw down, punk, huh?

You have the right to remain silent. You have the right to an attorney. If you don't
have the money for an attorney, an attorney will be appointed for you. If you give up
this right, then everything you say can and will be used against you in a court of
law. Do you understand? Oh, f___ you, I don't care if you understand. Get in the
f___ing back seat now! Spread'em, punk! Punk, I ought to give you a haircut right
now. Hey Joe, get me my f___ing razorblade. I'm cutting this kid's hair now. Look at
him. He looks like a f___ing a__hole. He's a sissy. He's a f___ing f__got. He drives
a Dodge! Where are you from? Are you from the south side? Ohhh! Punk. You're a punk.
I eat you for breakfast you little f___ing weasel.

Look at his f___ing mug on this picture on his license. He looks so decrepit I can't
believe it. He's got a face only a mother could hate.

Freeze, a__hole! Freeze, you f___ing son of a b____! Look, hey, I'm f___ing too fat
to be chasing you around. I'll f___ing drill you full of holes, you punk. Quit you're
f___ing running around. Hey look, I'm going to kill you now! Then I'll throw you out
in the back seat, out in a back alley on the f___ing south side and no one will ever
know what the f___ happened to you. In the river with you, you punk.

That's right, you want to spend the night in county, huh? Huh? You punk, huh? You got
a job? Get a job!

Oh! What's this bag here? You got a bag of powder? Why don't you give me some and
we'll forget about it. That's right. Yeah alright, so what. Yeah, well, yeah what am
I? - f___ing God? I'm human too. You know, you f___ing punks you think we're all
f___ing the same. We're human! We got feelings! You treat us like s___, you treat us
like f___ing pigs. If it wasn't for us you little punks would be beaten up by some
f___ing n___ somewhere.

(Woman: Oh, not those handcuffs. I want the fur-lined ones.)

Hey, you like my boots?

12" Vinyl 1
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