Sweet Home Cananada (исполнитель: Bomb The Music Industry!)
I heard from you today By digital replay. You told me that you care You'll help from over there I say we're not the same It's falling on deaf ears. At eighty miles an hour When I forget to steer And if I wrap my car around the guard rails, It ain't got [bad word] to do with you. So drop the act, I know your [bad word] agenda. Can't live with the mistakes I'll move out of the states To South America Or north to Canada I lived through four years of lies. I've lost faith in mankind. With no one to befriend I guess this is the end And it's not glorious like in the movies Explosion and a note It's more like driving as far away as possible alone And please don't say goodbye To remind me you're alive. You've been dead to me Since I've started feeling dead inside. So don't look down on me and say we feel same 'Cause we don't. So I'm checking out I'm [bad word] done Kiss my fat [bad word] I'm giving up Eat [bad word] and die I'm taking off Have a nice life Have a nice death I'm checking out