Weasels
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Weasels

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 deseases.

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 

Weasels