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Текстове на песни: Gob. Too Late No Friends. Lobster Boy.

Lobster boy
Born loser
He always played the fool
When it came to anything
He would fuck around
And anyone who got
In his way understood

What it was, what he meant
He would never change
And even though he always
Stayed the same
Who the fuck is to say?
What the fuck?
There's no way

Lobster boy
Born loser
He always played the fool
When it came to anything
He would fuck around
And anyone who got
In his way understood

What it was, what he meant
He would never change
Even though he
Got his head kicked in