текст песни (слова) "Praise Abort"
I. I have six kids and I don't like it They eat too much and treat me like shit They only wear Posh label clothes I give them one hand, they bite off both II. And all my friends, they have big cars Big mansions, too, and smoke the fine cigars They have deep pockets, I don't know why I look at my purse and start to cry Why? I hate my life, and I hate you I hate my wife, and her boyfriend, too I hate to hate, and I hate that I hate my life so very bad I hate my kids, never thought That I'd praise abort III. I like to fuck, but no French letter Cause without kids, life is so much better So in the end, I got forced To stay away from female intercourse Lalalala... Lalalala... Lalalala... Lalalala... Say goodbye, say goodbye We rise up, up to the sky Say goodbye, we'll come back Soon as pretty butterflies ~ Make you cry