the door. Stupid people, where you gonna go stupid people, don't you have a soul, stupid people where you gonna go, go, go, never want to see, people
the door. Stupid people, where you gonna go stupid people, don?t you have a soul, stupid people where you gonna go, go, go, never want to see, people
Превод: Говорим. Глупави хора.
out the door. Stupid people, where you gonna go stupid people, don?t you have a soul, stupid people where you gonna go, go, go, never want to see, people
, yeah, funeral home Take the brick got the casket yeah ... How you want it, the more the merrier Long ... been touched like the virgin mary Got that bullshit ... If you people
Where are all the stupid people from? And how'd they get to be so dumb? Bred on purple mountain range Feed amber waves of grains To lesser human beings
gettin' stupid Once again you got the sound of the Underground Baby Dope is in the house Boy, yea, are we puttin' things in check, Baby D? Too stupid
Sorry people, party people This ain't kids' music Nope, this is violence (Violence, violence) This is violence (Violence) Violence Grip to it, kick to it Fuck that, spit to it Sorry people
is no relief from It's only 12,000 miles to heaven but the car is broken and we're all well-spoken I've met three people but I don't think they like
Writing in the grave of the polls Cryin' for Senator Wellstone and then proceeding to moan At our own supposed sabotage of the elections at home "Oh somebody phone home The American people have spoken
up, I bust a verse, he sits back down I wrote a epic, I hope you accept it Fly stupid rhymes I composed and perfected I'm down with some people that
I spoke like a Dayton I kick the bass like Ron Carter at the Carter When C and B came strollin' Blowin' niggaz up like when Mookie's stupid ass got caught
be gripping tight The one that makes you sound real good when you be flipping right And I'm the one causing fights up at the open mic I'll make ya sound real stupid
(Cuban Link) (Spoken) Lets have a moment of silence For those that are here now I know you probably up in heaven Smiling down You might be gone But never
My phone rang, I converse with the busy signal Why can't they let me die in pieces? I don't want any more food or condolences, let my people go Burn off
and men Ugly rears its head and speaks from now and then People love to disagree so avoid the endless 'bout Make no attempt to try and suss the stupid
(version sung as OFF enters Capital City:) (lines by members of OFF are spoken, not sung; Tony's line "Hey, good to see you" is also spoken.) Homer
