Weasels are runnin me to death,
I checked my gas there ain't much left.
Still i will take a parting shot,
Before I leave myself to rot.
Barbaric motherfucking weasels
Weasels
Weasels
Weasels have always been my friends,
I've turned them loose now there's no end.
Giants of rock tell giant lies,
Weasels control the evil skies.
Barbaric motherfucking weasels,
Bad breath bad taste cause of diseases.
I feel disgrace and I feel shame,
I feel anger and I feel blame,
I feel suspicion and I feel pride,
I feel weasels on all sides.
Weasels
Weasels
Weasels
Weasels
Weasels
With guitars on t.v,
Weasels
Rewriting rock history,
Weasels
With an office and a chair,
Weasels
With nice butts and long silky hair.
Weasels suck and weasels blow,
Weasels control rock and roll
Weasels control rock and roll
Weasels control rock and roll
Weasels control rock and roll
Rock and roll
Rock and roll
Rock and roll
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