Текст: Clutch. Come On Motherfucker.

perhaps its just the way the light falls
but everything looks like a target to me
and i dont know where the gun is
but im certain that its pointed at me
and in the jungle, retched jungle
they say the lion meets tonight
and all around it is a collasium
dripping with a veracious appetite
i said hey there fella, whos soul are you tourmenting now?
hey there fella whos soul are you tourmenting now?
in the course of all the previous events
it is evident that somethings bound to happen
come on rear your ugly head to me
ive got nothing to loose but my appathy
the root of the problem has been isolated, the root of the problem has been isolated, the root of the problem has been isolated, the root of the problem has been isolated
come on motherfucker
come on motherfucker
come on motherfucker lets roll now
come on motherfucker
come on motherfucker
come on motherfucker lets roll now
just try me
just try me
what are you waiting for?
come on motherfucker lets roll now
come on motherfucker lets go

just rear your ugly fuckin head
i'll put it on a platter
just rear your ugly fuckin head
i'll put it on a platter
soooo,come on motherfucker
come on motherfucker
come on motherfucker lets roll now
come on motherfucker
come on motherfucker lets go
hey there, hey fella, hey there, hey fella
come on motherfucker
come on motherfucker
come on motherfucker lets go now
come on motherfucker
come on motherfucker
come on motherfucker lets go
ill make you wish that you'd never been born
ill make you wish that you'd never been born
ill make you wish that you'd never been born
come on motherfucker lets go
hey there hey fella
hey there hey fella