away together, mongrels in a mess forever Welcome to the church of noise Welcome to the church of noise Welcome to the church of noise Welcome to the church of noise
forever Welcome to the church of noise (welcome, welcome) Welcome to the church of noise (welcome, welcome) Welcome to the church of noise (welcome, welcome) Welcome to the church of noise
Prevod: Terapija?. Church Of Noise.
Most don't mess with a guy like me 'Cause guys like me drink too many beers on Friday after work Our best blue jeans have Skoal rings, we wear our boots to church
Framed up baby know her place Slippery salmon all over her face Browsing down through the mirrored hall See Arizona standing ten feet tall Her father
Most don't mess with a guy like me (Chorus) 'Cause guys like me drink too many beers on Friday after work Our best blue jeans have skoal rings We wear our boots to church
tired, tired of all the games and lies I'm tired, tired of phony alibis I'm tired, tired of praying that it works I'm tired, even tired of goin' to church
contain me From the man that I cannot keep From my mother who haunts me, even though she's gone From my daughter that never sleeps I ran from the noise
one (let's do it again) Wanna hang with the big boys and play with the big toys (do it a) And be with the people makin all that got damn noise, man (
a drumming noise inside my head That starts when you're around I swear that you could hear it It makes such an all mighty sound There's a drumming noise
and speed now want their fries and coke Cursing and flipping birds are not allowed, in fact let's keep noise levels down Must separate the church and
My pockets on swoll now Hold now Uncles Sam askin' how many units I sold now Thinkin' bout makin' clothes now Movies and videos now Puttin it down for big dope boys, make all the noise
hands and shake babies I make the medic hurt Fuck a producer too Them faggots is fuck boys I should rap over the Brinks truck backin' up noise The city
hands and leave with no weed stuff Like my bitches better when they wore Reebok's See hot, let's have a toast, I verbally bomb deacons Have the whole church
Cowboys in a spaceship, the crowd noise is wasted Women take pics so they can seem naked Guys tell jokes so they can see 'em naked Church ladies vote
whichever way I go, I come back to the place you are And all my instincts, they return And the grand facade, so soon will burn Without a noise
