Psychostick - Two Ton Paperweight lyrics
[Psychostick - Two Ton Paperweight lyrics]
My car is a PIECE OF SHIT!
I wanna drive you off a cliff
Watch you crash into a ravine for
The things you did to me you STUPID CAR!
I wanna make myself a pipe bomb
Blow your damn engine back to hell
Where I know you're from pIECE OF CRAP!
You aren't even worth the tow
To a junkyard or a place where
You'd sit and lay to waste i wish you'd die!
Oh nevermind, you always do
Could you tell me how much longer it
Will be until I'm rid of you?
I wish that you would just
Get hit by lightning, or something
My confidence in you is sold
With every part I buy
I guess I'm just a sucker with a lemon
So pucker up and kiss
Another paycheck goodbye
You leak more than a newborn baby
I change your oil all the time
But still you need some more
Your fluid puddles come in assorted colors
Such wonderful variety of problems galore
Will there be a time, when I know I can drive
Without my car breaking down?
And will I ever see, it start consistently
Without the pain and the suffering?
Stupid fucking car, stupid fucking car (DIE)
Stupid fucking car, stupid fucking car (DIE)
Stupid fucking car, stupid fucking car (DIE)
My car is a PIECE OF SHIT!
I oughta give you a swift kick
In the muffler, in the tire
Or wherever I desire you STUPID CAR!
You never get me very far when
You decide driving to the store
Is a mortal sin pIECE OF CRAP!
I guess you want a piece of me
Since you're leaving all your pieces I
N the middle of the street you HEAP OF JUNK!
I don't know what I'm gonna do
I just hope that I don't have to
Take another day of driving you
I swear you must be older than my grandma
And she's dead the fact you run at all is
Quite a mystery to me
Your miles are approaching seven digit's
May God have mercy on the
Soul that's holding the key
I guess I'm just a little angry
But for some reason
Getting stranded kinda chaps my hide
You probably think I'm slightly overreacting
Has your car ever made
You think about suicide?
Will there be a time, when I know I can drive
Without my car breaking down?
And will I ever see, it start consistently
Without the pain and the torment?
Will there be a time, when I know I can drive
Without my car breaking down?
And will I ever see
(music slows to stop) it start consist?
What the?
(Car starting) Come on
(Car starting) Gimme a break!
(Car starts running for a moment) Ah?
(Car breaks) All right! Piece of SHIT!
(Smashing noises) DIE!
(Smashing noises) DIE!
Stupid car
I wanna drive you off a cliff
Watch you crash into a ravine for
The things you did to me you STUPID CAR!
I wanna make myself a pipe bomb
Blow your damn engine back to hell
Where I know you're from pIECE OF CRAP!
You aren't even worth the tow
To a junkyard or a place where
You'd sit and lay to waste i wish you'd die!
Oh nevermind, you always do
Could you tell me how much longer it
Will be until I'm rid of you?
I wish that you would just
Get hit by lightning, or something
My confidence in you is sold
With every part I buy
I guess I'm just a sucker with a lemon
So pucker up and kiss
Another paycheck goodbye
You leak more than a newborn baby
I change your oil all the time
But still you need some more
Your fluid puddles come in assorted colors
Such wonderful variety of problems galore
Will there be a time, when I know I can drive
Without my car breaking down?
And will I ever see, it start consistently
Without the pain and the suffering?
Stupid fucking car, stupid fucking car (DIE)
Stupid fucking car, stupid fucking car (DIE)
Stupid fucking car, stupid fucking car (DIE)
My car is a PIECE OF SHIT!
I oughta give you a swift kick
In the muffler, in the tire
Or wherever I desire you STUPID CAR!
You never get me very far when
You decide driving to the store
Is a mortal sin pIECE OF CRAP!
I guess you want a piece of me
Since you're leaving all your pieces I
N the middle of the street you HEAP OF JUNK!
I don't know what I'm gonna do
I just hope that I don't have to
Take another day of driving you
I swear you must be older than my grandma
And she's dead the fact you run at all is
Quite a mystery to me
Your miles are approaching seven digit's
May God have mercy on the
Soul that's holding the key
I guess I'm just a little angry
But for some reason
Getting stranded kinda chaps my hide
You probably think I'm slightly overreacting
Has your car ever made
You think about suicide?
Will there be a time, when I know I can drive
Without my car breaking down?
And will I ever see, it start consistently
Without the pain and the torment?
Will there be a time, when I know I can drive
Without my car breaking down?
And will I ever see
(music slows to stop) it start consist?
What the?
(Car starting) Come on
(Car starting) Gimme a break!
(Car starts running for a moment) Ah?
(Car breaks) All right! Piece of SHIT!
(Smashing noises) DIE!
(Smashing noises) DIE!
Stupid car