Modeselektor, Busdriver - Pretentious Friends lyrics
[Modeselektor, Busdriver - Pretentious Friends lyrics]
Oh, no, oh no, oh no, oh I know
Oh oh no, oh no, oh no, oh I know
Oh, no, oh no, oh no, oh I know
Oh oh no, oh no, oh no, oh I know
I run shit in this house
Like I was now or never and with no effort
I bet you I could change my name to Klaus
Or something mildly Flemish
Pick up a Saudi chemist from
An Orange County dentist ouch
I’m whistling, trading, eating
At poetry readings at AA meetings
I text you pictures of my keister or cervix
Or dead bodies from a Middle Eastern skirmish
Damn, I’m oh so snooty
A bro gropes boobies, has sex with Snow White
At the gym, on pedal bikes
Replenishing electrolytes
You’re honored I dipped my junk in the fondue
Told boring stories, showed my blonde pubes
I’m from the church of Satan’s archdiocese
So I fart fire pit's and heart giant tit's
(Oh, no, oh no, oh no, oh I know
Oh oh no, oh no, oh no, oh I know)
I’m a prick all of our inane dialogue
And my day’s minutiae gets micro-blogged
Ew plus I smell like Fido the dog
In gray Pumas, I look like Sideshow Bob
Urinate in what the cod-fish swims in
Who was to think, I’m God’s gift to women?
Flirting with about 30 Asian chicks
With herniated discs
Eating turkey bacon bit's
Busdriver: "Nigga"
Pillow Talk: "Oh hey boo, how you be?"
"Oh, oh i saw you at
The Cannes Film Festival"
"No that wasn’t me you didn’t
See me down there, uh uh baby"
"Oh, yes"
"You talking about Cannes? You a cunt"
"Tell me about it"
"I saw you getting jiggy at
Sundance with no pants on" "In Holland?"
"Mhm" "Hmm, do tell i bought those
Shoes also, for 30 Euros
At the Champs-Élysées"
"Nigga, please, these shoes? This
Cummerbund? Oh step, hon oh and by the way
The paté?" "The paté was fabulous"
"Goose liver, nigga!" "Yes"
Get ‘em
Oh, I know, you want my R&B hook oh, I know
Your brain's been partially cooked
When this breaks this pillow
Under the gourmet kibble
Your solar plexus be in this
Trouble hence the dribble
It's what the beat's for there it is
My friendship's like a health plan
I think on a multi-tiered color telegram
The movie trailer leaked
I hope they get the plumber’s putty
My script writing takes
Three Welsh understudies
I enjoy the congress of the water buffalo
Hoes stop and hold 'em
Rock salt through the double O’s
Y’all niggas, too, think I’m a hot date
With a Prop 8 slashed out on my ballot box
Salad tossed into a chocolate cake
Cause, I’m so cute
My hoes they look at me and their water break
And babies pop out with one gold tooth
(Oh, no, oh no, oh no, oh I know
Oh oh no, oh no, oh no, oh I know
Oh, no, oh no, oh no, oh I know
Oh oh no, oh no, oh no, oh I know)
I never never repeat it over
And over and over again
I’m one of your pretentious
Friends, pretentious friends
Pretentious friends
I never never repeat it over
And over and over again
I’m one of your pretentious
Friends, pretentious friends
Pretentious friends
Oh oh no, oh no, oh no, oh I know
Oh, no, oh no, oh no, oh I know
Oh oh no, oh no, oh no, oh I know
I run shit in this house
Like I was now or never and with no effort
I bet you I could change my name to Klaus
Or something mildly Flemish
Pick up a Saudi chemist from
An Orange County dentist ouch
I’m whistling, trading, eating
At poetry readings at AA meetings
I text you pictures of my keister or cervix
Or dead bodies from a Middle Eastern skirmish
Damn, I’m oh so snooty
A bro gropes boobies, has sex with Snow White
At the gym, on pedal bikes
Replenishing electrolytes
You’re honored I dipped my junk in the fondue
Told boring stories, showed my blonde pubes
I’m from the church of Satan’s archdiocese
So I fart fire pit's and heart giant tit's
(Oh, no, oh no, oh no, oh I know
Oh oh no, oh no, oh no, oh I know)
I’m a prick all of our inane dialogue
And my day’s minutiae gets micro-blogged
Ew plus I smell like Fido the dog
In gray Pumas, I look like Sideshow Bob
Urinate in what the cod-fish swims in
Who was to think, I’m God’s gift to women?
Flirting with about 30 Asian chicks
With herniated discs
Eating turkey bacon bit's
Busdriver: "Nigga"
Pillow Talk: "Oh hey boo, how you be?"
"Oh, oh i saw you at
The Cannes Film Festival"
"No that wasn’t me you didn’t
See me down there, uh uh baby"
"Oh, yes"
"You talking about Cannes? You a cunt"
"Tell me about it"
"I saw you getting jiggy at
Sundance with no pants on" "In Holland?"
"Mhm" "Hmm, do tell i bought those
Shoes also, for 30 Euros
At the Champs-Élysées"
"Nigga, please, these shoes? This
Cummerbund? Oh step, hon oh and by the way
The paté?" "The paté was fabulous"
"Goose liver, nigga!" "Yes"
Get ‘em
Oh, I know, you want my R&B hook oh, I know
Your brain's been partially cooked
When this breaks this pillow
Under the gourmet kibble
Your solar plexus be in this
Trouble hence the dribble
It's what the beat's for there it is
My friendship's like a health plan
I think on a multi-tiered color telegram
The movie trailer leaked
I hope they get the plumber’s putty
My script writing takes
Three Welsh understudies
I enjoy the congress of the water buffalo
Hoes stop and hold 'em
Rock salt through the double O’s
Y’all niggas, too, think I’m a hot date
With a Prop 8 slashed out on my ballot box
Salad tossed into a chocolate cake
Cause, I’m so cute
My hoes they look at me and their water break
And babies pop out with one gold tooth
(Oh, no, oh no, oh no, oh I know
Oh oh no, oh no, oh no, oh I know
Oh, no, oh no, oh no, oh I know
Oh oh no, oh no, oh no, oh I know)
I never never repeat it over
And over and over again
I’m one of your pretentious
Friends, pretentious friends
Pretentious friends
I never never repeat it over
And over and over again
I’m one of your pretentious
Friends, pretentious friends
Pretentious friends