The Offspring - Ixnay On The Hombre все тексты (слова) песен, переводы, видео, клипы

Ladies and gentlemen
Welcome to the disclaimer
That's right, the disclaimer

This American apple pie institution
Known as parental discretion
Will cleanse any sense of innuendo or sarcasm
From the lyrics that might actually make you think

Mota!

Every day, well it's the same
That bong that's on the table starts to call my name
I take a hit and zone out again
I'll be paranoid and hungry by a quarter to ten
Watching reruns on my TV
I'm laughing off my ass at three's company

I hate a lot of things, I hate a lot of people that are lame
I like to hate stuff, 'cause then I don't have to try and make a change
I hate teachers, I hate school
I hate the cheerleaders and anyone who's cool, yea
I hate the office, I hate the quad, don't wanna learn nothing
I wanna be a slob

It's cool to hate, (hey, ooh, ooh) it's cool to hate

(Okay)
Ya ya ya ya ya

Day after day your home life's a wreck
The powers that be just breathe down your neck
You get no respect, you get no relief
You gotta speak up and yell out your piece