Tekstovi: Iggy Pop. Beat 'Em Up. Ugliness.
Ugly
Ahho
Ugly
Come on! Yeah! Hey! All right
You got an ugly ass guy
He got a problem with his dick
You got a song with no soul
Fucking don't mean a thing
He got an ugly bouzy house
He got a girlfriend on TV
That girl's something
He can't sing for shit
And I'm trying to be a person
But they all say I'm worthless
I'm trying to be a person
But they all make me nervous
This is my description of an ugliness
This is my description of an ugliness
This is my description of an ugliness
This is my description of an ugliness
Ugliness, ugliness, ugliness
You got a dog face chic
With basketball tit's
Porno sucks
That's the truth of it
You got a bunch of dumb fat guys
In a wrestling uniform
Trying to fake they're playing music
They ought to be killed
And I'm trying to be a person
But they all say I'm worthless
I'm trying to be a person
But they all say I'm worthless
This is my description of an ugliness
This is my description of an ugliness
This is my description of an ugliness
This is my description of an ugliness
This is my description of an ugliness
Ugliness
And here comes the middle part
Here comes
They got the chics, the money cars and all
But they ain't got no motherfuckin' balls
They got the chics, the money cars and all
But they ain't got no motherfuckin' balls
They got a fungus on their dick
They got bald heads and tupees
They're in total control, total fucking control
They're even parked in my space
You got a song with no soul
No truth, no love
Because the music sucks
That's why little kids blow up
Everybody needs a gun
To express feelings
That should be expressed by a real musician
And I'm trying to be a person
But they all say I'm worthless
I'm trying to be a person
But they all say I'm worthless
This is my description of an ugliness
This is my description of an ugliness
This is my description of an ugliness
This is my description of an ugliness
Ugliness, ugliness, ugliness
I got to go out from here
They got the car, the money house and all
But they ain't got no motherfuckin' balls
You see the cocksuckers on MTV
And they ain't even got a good VCD
Four times ugliness, ugliness, ugliness
Here we gotta go
Ugliness
Ahho
Ugly
Come on! Yeah! Hey! All right
You got an ugly ass guy
He got a problem with his dick
You got a song with no soul
Fucking don't mean a thing
He got an ugly bouzy house
He got a girlfriend on TV
That girl's something
He can't sing for shit
And I'm trying to be a person
But they all say I'm worthless
I'm trying to be a person
But they all make me nervous
This is my description of an ugliness
This is my description of an ugliness
This is my description of an ugliness
This is my description of an ugliness
Ugliness, ugliness, ugliness
You got a dog face chic
With basketball tit's
Porno sucks
That's the truth of it
You got a bunch of dumb fat guys
In a wrestling uniform
Trying to fake they're playing music
They ought to be killed
And I'm trying to be a person
But they all say I'm worthless
I'm trying to be a person
But they all say I'm worthless
This is my description of an ugliness
This is my description of an ugliness
This is my description of an ugliness
This is my description of an ugliness
This is my description of an ugliness
Ugliness
And here comes the middle part
Here comes
They got the chics, the money cars and all
But they ain't got no motherfuckin' balls
They got the chics, the money cars and all
But they ain't got no motherfuckin' balls
They got a fungus on their dick
They got bald heads and tupees
They're in total control, total fucking control
They're even parked in my space
You got a song with no soul
No truth, no love
Because the music sucks
That's why little kids blow up
Everybody needs a gun
To express feelings
That should be expressed by a real musician
And I'm trying to be a person
But they all say I'm worthless
I'm trying to be a person
But they all say I'm worthless
This is my description of an ugliness
This is my description of an ugliness
This is my description of an ugliness
This is my description of an ugliness
Ugliness, ugliness, ugliness
I got to go out from here
They got the car, the money house and all
But they ain't got no motherfuckin' balls
You see the cocksuckers on MTV
And they ain't even got a good VCD
Four times ugliness, ugliness, ugliness
Here we gotta go
Ugliness
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