Hollywood Undead - I Am lyrics
Hollywood Undead [J-Dog, Funny Man, Johnny 3 Tears, Charlie Scene, Danny] LA, CA, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Hollywood Undead - I Am lyrics]
Oh
I'm just a sick man living in a sick land
Choking on the smoke of a billboard romance
Anybody know where the pigs put my coco?
Changed them plates on the powder blue DeSoto
Fuck no, it ain't Johnny 3T
Not till the good Lord comes to keep me
Keep these, all you weak and weeping
Sweating on the floor when you come to see me
You victims and you powder mouth bitches
I hear you cluck once you duck-duck-duck
And now we're too deep, here's number three
And it's sick, I'm sick, shit
It's just like me
I am never forgotten
This is the anthem for the sick and rotten
I am never forgotten
This is the anthem for all
You sick and rotten
Step up and get knocked back
You'll lend up just blue-black
And girls with the riff raff
So fuck all the feedback
We pack it up tightly, we rolled it up nicely
Rock Dickies and Nikes, running beside these
Real rockstars, fuck smashing guitars
Who's gonna sink or swim?
You're swimming with sharks
I look up in the rear-view
Johnny in the mix too
Scraping up the curbs in my Cadillac 6'2
I've pissed out a six pack
Making this eight track
Who got a zig-zag? I'll trade
You my gold plaque to all the rockstars
Powdered nose and glitter
Is it hard to be sick when
You know that I'm sicker?
I am never forgotten
This is the anthem for the sick and rotten
I am never forgotten
This is the anthem for all
You sick and rotten
Who created this madman who puts
A matchstick in your ass-crack
And makes you lap dance on a gas can?
So don't sit down, get down on this track
Man shake your hips now
This shit ain't no slow jam
Now this is your last chance to get
Your ass smacked with a backhand
And take a cat nap with the Sandman
So don't sit down, get down with the program
'Cause, I'm sick with a dick
Thick like a Coke can
So bury your romance, I'll Lindsay your Lohan
Barbarian Conan with barbarian gonads
Bury opponents, Siberian slow dance
The king of the throne with
Rhymes fatter than Roseanne
I am never forgotten
This is the anthem for the sick and rotten
I am never forgotten
We've got the anthem to save
The sick and rotten
No man, no, we don't know
Together we die slow
No man, no, we don't know
Together we die slow
No man, no, we don't know
Together we die slow
No man, no, we don't know
Together we die slow
I'm just a sick man living in a sick land
Choking on the smoke of a billboard romance
Anybody know where the pigs put my coco?
Changed them plates on the powder blue DeSoto
Fuck no, it ain't Johnny 3T
Not till the good Lord comes to keep me
Keep these, all you weak and weeping
Sweating on the floor when you come to see me
You victims and you powder mouth bitches
I hear you cluck once you duck-duck-duck
And now we're too deep, here's number three
And it's sick, I'm sick, shit
It's just like me
I am never forgotten
This is the anthem for the sick and rotten
I am never forgotten
This is the anthem for all
You sick and rotten
Step up and get knocked back
You'll lend up just blue-black
And girls with the riff raff
So fuck all the feedback
We pack it up tightly, we rolled it up nicely
Rock Dickies and Nikes, running beside these
Real rockstars, fuck smashing guitars
Who's gonna sink or swim?
You're swimming with sharks
I look up in the rear-view
Johnny in the mix too
Scraping up the curbs in my Cadillac 6'2
I've pissed out a six pack
Making this eight track
Who got a zig-zag? I'll trade
You my gold plaque to all the rockstars
Powdered nose and glitter
Is it hard to be sick when
You know that I'm sicker?
I am never forgotten
This is the anthem for the sick and rotten
I am never forgotten
This is the anthem for all
You sick and rotten
Who created this madman who puts
A matchstick in your ass-crack
And makes you lap dance on a gas can?
So don't sit down, get down on this track
Man shake your hips now
This shit ain't no slow jam
Now this is your last chance to get
Your ass smacked with a backhand
And take a cat nap with the Sandman
So don't sit down, get down with the program
'Cause, I'm sick with a dick
Thick like a Coke can
So bury your romance, I'll Lindsay your Lohan
Barbarian Conan with barbarian gonads
Bury opponents, Siberian slow dance
The king of the throne with
Rhymes fatter than Roseanne
I am never forgotten
This is the anthem for the sick and rotten
I am never forgotten
We've got the anthem to save
The sick and rotten
No man, no, we don't know
Together we die slow
No man, no, we don't know
Together we die slow
No man, no, we don't know
Together we die slow
No man, no, we don't know
Together we die slow