They shouldn’t be driving day or night
They can’t think left, they can only think right
The sun reflects off their bald head
Like Ian Stuart they’re going to wind up dead
Nazis… shouldn’t drive (their cars)
They should’ve paid attention in driver’s ed
Instead of hating foreigners, queers and reds
Keep your eyes on the highway you loser thug
Now you’re squished on the highway like a bug
Ian, Ian, King of the Pit, no friend to you or me
Aaaaaaaaaaah! Watch out for that tree!
[lyrics by Birgit Lages] there is something going on and it's rough and it's cruel…
Keşke gidişinde, gelişin kadar özel sözlerin kadar güzel olsaydı gitmeden son bir kez konuşmak gibi…
Sure as we know there will be dawn That we'll see the morning sun We…
Brings her flowers every day And he phones her every night Because she's his fancy…
Welcome to the world My little virgin baby doll Can you save me? I set…
Sen sevmeyen insanlara İstersen git istersen kal benim canim Sen sevmeyen insanlara İstersen git istersen…
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