Blog de Barths-72

OOOH MARY, SWEET MARY
MY MARY, OOOOHHHOOOHHH
OOOH MARY, SWEET MARY
MY MARY, YOU TAKE ME SO HIGH

yeah ,yeah, You take me so High
yeah ,yeah, You take me so High

Oh Mary, I feast on your sap, Mary
I smoke weed , Everyday , Mary
the stuff I need, Mary

Yeah, Yeah
The stuff I need, Mary
Yeah, Yeah
The stuff I need, Mary

Absorbing your pills, drinking your whiskey
Addicted to those shits in all legality
Make up your mind
We got a space of freedom to find
A shared liberty is what I ask for !

You'd better choose your poison ;
Valium Kills I KNOW ?
You'd better be high on Weed
And quit your pills YOU KNOW !

OOOH MARY, SWEET MARY
MY MARY, OOOOHHHOOOHHH
OOOH MARY, SWEET MARY
MY MARY, YOU TAKE ME SO HIGH

Don't think all your laws will fordid us to be stoned
None of the weed smokers will give in to your threats.
Cannot stick on your dream of controlled liberty
Kiss my ass, Smoke a joint. This is my freedom

Yeah, Yeah
This is your freedom
Yeah, Yeah
My only freedom

My body belongs to me
As well as all my thoughts
I refuse this rules
you want to impose on me
I'm not your fool

you look so interested
by myself
It's more for the fuckin' money
Than for my health

Since the beginning of time,
The shamans have been travellin', travellin',
farther, higher
Those roots are hiding

We want the truth now,
we don't wanna hide ourselves any more
I can stand prejudices anymore

WWWWHHHHAAAA
YOU TAKE ME SO HIGH
YEAH YEAH YEAH
I FEAST ON YOUR SAP

OOOH MARY, SWEET MARY
MY MARY, OOOOHHHOOOHHH
OOOH MARY, SWEET MARY
MY MARY, YOU TAKE ME SO HIGH

You and Me want to get high
You and Me want to get high
You and Me want to get high
I smoke weed , Everyday
You and Me want to get high
You and Me want to get high
You and Me want to get high
you're the stuff I need
SKUNK / WHITE WIDOW / BLUE MYSTIC
You take me so High
SCUFF / JACK HERRER / BLACK BOMBEY
I feast on your sap

YEAH YEAH YEAH
YOU TAKE ME SO HIGH
YEAH YEAH YEAH
YOU TAKE ME SO HIGH

OOOH MARY, SWEET MARY
MY MARY, OOOOHHHOOOHHH
OOOH MARY, SWEET MARY
MY MARY, YOU TAKE ME SO HIGH

Shut up, you talk too loud,
You don't fit in with the crowd,
I can't believe you exist,
I've crossed you right off my list,
Too much, too soon,
You're way out of tune,
No Class, No Class
Way out, you're way out of line,
No buddy I can't spare a dime,
Fade out, baby that's right,
No bark and even less bite,
Your perfect smile,
Betrays your lack of style,
No Class, No Class
Ah No Class, No Class
Too late, you can't catch up now,
You face the wrong way anyhow,
I know you ain't got the brain,
To come in out of the rain,
Too bad, no magic,
I'm afraid you're merely tragic,
No Class, baby No Class
No Class, ah No Class

Undead!
Undead!
Undead!
Undead!
Undead!

You better get up out the way,
Tomorrow we'll rise so we fight today,
And no, I don't give a fuck what you think and say,
'Cause we are gonna rock this whole place anyway.
(Undead!)

(Undead!)
You better get up out the way,
Tomorrow we'll rise so we fight today,
And no, I don't give a fuck what you think and say,
'Cause we are gonna rock this whole place anyway.

Now I see that motherfucker writin' on the wall
When you see, J-3-T,
Thirty D bra,
Fuck those haters I see,
Cause I hate that you breathe,
I see you duck,
You little punk,
You little fucking disease,
I got H.U. tatted on the front of my arm,
Boulevard,
Brass knuckles in the back of the car,
Cause we drunk drive Cadillacs- we never go far,
And when you see us motherfuckers,
better know who we are.

I got one thing to say to punk asses who hate,
Motherfuckers who don't know what,
You better watch what you say.
From these industry fucks,
To these faggot ass punks,
You don't know what it takes,
To get this motherfucking truck.

I'm already loud maybe,
It?s a little too late,
Johny's taking hands up, with all the faggots who hate,
Cause I am good motherfucker and there's a price to pay,
Yeah, I am a good motherfucker and its judgment day!

(Undead!)
You better get up out the way,
Tomorrow we'll rise so we fight today,
And no, I don't give a fuck what you think and say,
'Cause we are gonna rock this whole place anyway.
(Undead!)

(Undead!)
You better get up out the way,
Tomorrow we'll rise so we fight today,
And no, I don't give a fuck what you think and say,
'Cause we are gonna rock this whole place anyway.

I'm getting used to this nuisance,
And all the fags who bad mouth this music,
It's fuckin stupid and foolish of you to think you can do this,
You cowards can't, never will, don't even try to pursue it.
I took the chance, I played the pill, I nearly died for this music.

You make me wanna run around, pulling my guns out and shit,
Your tempting me to run my mouth, and call you out on this bitch,
I heard the reason you got to beater to believe any of this,
You need to slit your wrist, get pissed and go jump off a bridge,

What? You can't see the sarcasm in the verses I spit?
What? You think I just got lucky and didn't work for this shit?
Bitch. I've been working at this ever since I was a kid,
I played a million empty shows to only family and friends.

What kind of person gets disembanded and deserves to get big?
I hate to be that person when my verse comes out of the kid's lips.
That shits as worse as it gets.
This verse is over, I quit.
Signed Charlie Scene on your girlfriend's tits.

(Undead!)
You better get up out the way,
Tomorrow we'll rise so we fight today,
And no, I don't give a fuck what you think and say,
'Cause we are gonna rock this whole place anyway.
(Undead!)

(Undead!)
You better get up out the way,
Tomorrow we'll rise so we fight today,
And no, I don't give a fuck what you think and say,
'Cause we are gonna rock this whole place anyway.

White boys with tattoos,
We are pointing right at you,
We are breaking everything, r-rowdy like a classroom,
Pack of wolves,
'Cause we don't follow the rules,
And when you're running your mouth,
Our razor blades come out,
Because its nothing in my mouth except my dick and what I spit,
So my dick is in my hand when I respond to faggots talking shit,
Speaking of fags, already wrap with the drag,
We killed him and then we stuffed his body in the Cadillac.

Why you always pressin?
You know I'm never stressing,
With fucking DMS,
J-Johny to my left,
Got Phantom and the rest,
Who are down there at the west,
A grew up by drive-by's and L.A gangsta's,

So what the fuck do you know about being a gangsta?
What the fuck do you know about being in danger?
You ain't doing this, so you know you're just talking shit.
Mad at all the boys because every song is a fucking hit.

(Undead!)
You better get up out the way,
Tomorrow we'll rise so we fight today,
And no, I don't give a fuck what you think and say,
'Cause we are gonna rock this whole place anyway.
(Undead!)

(Undead!)
You better get up out the way,
Tomorrow we'll rise so we fight today,
And no, I don't give a fuck what you think and say,
'Cause we are gonna rock this whole place anyway.

Motherfucking time to ride, (ride,) (Undead!)
See you drop when we drive by, (by) (Undead!)
Motherfucking time to ride, (ride,) (Undead!)
Watch you fucker's just die, (die) (Undead!)

I'm feeling mean today
Not lost, not blown away
Just irritated and quite hated
till control breaks down
Why's everything so tame
I like my life insane
I'm fabricating and defeating you
I'm gunna kick around

Right now
Can't find a way
to get across the hate
When I see you

Right Now
I'm feeling strange inside
I want to search and feel you

Right Now
I rip apart the things inside
that live beside you

Right Now
I can't control myself
But I fucking hate you!

I'm feeling cold today
Not hurt just fucked away
I'm devastated and frustrated
God I feel so bound
So why I'd feel the need
I think it's time to bleed
I'm gunna cut myself and
Watch the blood hit the ground

Right now
Can't find a way
to get across the hate
When I see you

Right Now
I'm feeling strange inside
I want to search and feel you

Right Now
I rip apart the things inside
that live beside you

Right Now
I can't control myself
But I fucking hate you!

You open your mouth again
I swear I'm gunna break it
You Open your mouth again,
By god I cannot take it

Shutup, shutup, shutup, or I'll fuck you up
Shutup, shutup, shutup, or I'll fuck you up
Shutup, shutup, shutup, or I'll fuck you up
Shutup, shutup, shutup, or I'll fuck you up
Shutup, shutup, shutup, or I'll fuck you up
Shutup, shutup, shutup, or I'll fuck you up

Right now
Can't find a way
to get across the hate
When I see you

Right Now
I'm feeling strange inside
I want to search and feel you

Right Now
I rip apart the things inside
that live beside you

Right Now
I can't control myself
But I fucking hate you!

I fuckin' hate you
I fuckin' hate you
I fuckin' hate you
I fuckin' hate you
I fuckin' hate you
I fuckin' hate you
I fuckin' hate you
I fuckin' hate you