Lyrics:
to do the same to police, whoever claims to be ya owner
Even my stinko salami is a pinko commie
And when you drink gold honey you'll wanna join me
That's
Pinko
Baby, know this one’s for you I’ll miss you ’cause you were The reason why I’d smile Sweetie, always in my thoughts I’m gonna write a song
You
Aye
Yea
Pinko on the mix baby
Friend of mine
Friend of mine
Friend of mine
Friend of mine
That shit wavy
Friend of mine
Friend of mine
That shit wavy
Wallace stickers off the bumpers of cars
And he voted for George McGoveren for president
Well he's a friend of them long-haired hippie type pinko fags
Wallace stickers off the bumpers of cars
And he voted for George McGoveren for president
Well he's a friend of them long-haired hippie type pinko fags
here
Reefers and vino, rest cures, religion and pills, and I'm here
Been called a 'Pinko', commie tool, got through it stinko by my pool
I should've
here
Reefers and vino, rest cures, religion and pills, and I'm here
Been called a 'Pinko', commie tool, got through it stinko by my pool
I should've
Wallace stickers off the bumpers of cars
And he voted for George McGoveren for president
Well he's a friend of them long-haired hippie type pinko fags
presto"
Eh-eh, oh-oh, non avevo nulla, mo ti porto a New York
Butta quella Pinko, meriti una Vuitton
Ora le tue amiche, sì, ti invidiano un po'
Mentre
here
Reefers and vino, rest cures, religion and pills, and I'm here
Been called a 'Pinko', commie tool, got through it stinko by my pool
I should've
Manifestoes at Kinko?s, pinko commies play no fools.
I feel the spirit moving over me.
There are clouds beneath my feet.
When vegans attack on ten speed
Wallace stickers off the bumpers of cars
And he voted for George McGoveren for president
Well he's a friend of them long-haired hippie type pinko fags
I ain't no wobbly, no pinko commie
Let's start the end times right now
Hey, bret! you know what time it is?
at the liquor store
Drunk on the piss of sycamore embers
The hospice waltz of corpus flowers
Leaves pinko fumes from turret guns
Sawing at the base of pylon
Me and your pinko paradise can't coexist
So don’t you tell me things are gonna turn around
We’re all just hypocrites and
EVERYTHINGSTOOFUCKINGLOUD
rather get paid per minute
This my new lingo
Trying to get my lines across the board
Like playing bingo
Fuck a pinko
For all positive outcome ima jingo
you got yourself a mortgage and a family
If Strummer were making waves today
I'd no doubt hear you say
That bloody do-gooder's a pinko and a commie
It's
My man Jingo playing Pachinko
Get back here Johnny don't talk to the Pinkos
And bother worrying about the Communist lingo
Yeah, 'cause this ship's
simply - they're stunning you dumbies
They don't want you to get well 'cause then you won't keep on coming
Pinkos love on all that money when it's given
stick to me like Pinko
Bitch I got a big boy bankroll (heart of gold)
You know how it goes
Turned nothing into something
Isn't that something
Don't make
President."
"He's a friend of them long haired, hippy-type, pinko fags!
I betchya he's even got a commie flag
tacked up on the wall inside of his garage."
don't back the Taliban
I don't bleed pinko commie red, and I've never been to Iran
But I'm heading for Gitmo
Sucking air for my whole life
Rockin' in
Didn't Leibo tell you I'm the wrong pinko to fuck with?
Read between the lines there's a violence in my subscript
Body quiverin', bones shake, palms
그 무엇도 채울 수 없지 나의 욕심
난 진짜 원해 더 많은 돈과 명예를
money calling me outside the window
why you keep on acting like a pinko
I got money on my mind and it never
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