Weasels Lyrics

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 m************ 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 m************ weasels,
Bad breath bad taste cause of diseases.
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 [Repeat: x5]
With guitars on t.v,
Weasels
Rewriting rock history,
Weasels
With an office and a chair,
Weasels
With nice b***s and long silky hair.
Weasels suck and weasels blow,
Weasels control rock and roll [Repeat: x4]
Rock and roll
Rock and roll
Rock and roll
Weasels