: Oo he's a sly one He's a razamataz man He flew in from Singapore On a flying junk man Oo he's a devil Oo and the devil's gonna bring you down Oo he
: Junk is what junk does to another Place the fact in the hand Place the hand-me down in a jar To make it more palatable To make it more palatable
know that I've done you wrong but you're hard to please When your faith is gone and when you can't believe I'm on my hands and knees The junk of the hearts
junk junk junk junk junk junk hande weg vom junk junk du hast genug klamotten im schrank junk junk dein leben ist noch lang junk hor auf zu konsumieren
I keep hoping you'll wake up, ya losers Use what's left of your brain You don't have to tell me how great you are Ya stupid, stupid, stupid kid Ya junk
keep on hoping you'll wake up, ya losers Use what's left of your brain You don't have to tell me how great you are Ya stupid, stupid, stupid kid Ya junk
lighter On that hillybilly junk We'll get a little tired On that hillbilly junk. We'll get a little higher Hillbilly junk Higher Hillbilly junk Get a
: I don't know you And you don't know the half of it I had a starring role I was the bad guy who walked out They say be careful where you aim 'Cause
was raised with a microwave Sticky trashy fast food slave He's a junk food junky He could be a lot more spunky hunky But he's a junk food junky Blame
There's no solution I just let it roll But then you're always in my world Dad said I wanna break down my love I got a letter from the kids all wrecked on junk
: I fought against the bottle, But I had to do it drunk ? Took my diamond to the pawnshop ? But that don?t make it junk. I know that I?m forgiven, But
full, full of junk Thinks he'll hide in his room Room too full, full of junk He turns on his TV, TV full, full of junk Processed zombies pushing junk Junk food, junk
Oo he's a sly one He's a razamataz man He flew in from Singapore On a flying junk man Oo he's a devil Oo and the devil's gonna bring you down Oo he's
go the lights If you keep on messin' with the Junk Yard Dawg Don't jump the fence boy, you got no sense Don't go messin' with the Junk Yard Dawg He
Stepping into small life nowhere England Shaking hands with the big life idiots I was Trying to pick up some ordinary-ness From the shopping bag inspirational
we found a deli-store but this wasn't what we wanted Junk Food is the only exception Junk Food is the rule over everything Junk Food and some chocolate ice-cream Junk
's junk band, Oscar's junk band Stamp your muddy feet and clap your dirty hands We're gonna play the junkiest tune you can stand Come on and hear Oscar's junk
