Lyrics:
the mobscene
I know it isn't your scene
It's better than a sex scene and it's
So fucking obscene, obscene yeah.
Girls (in the spirit of Oscar Wilde)
Be
J'relis les mêmes pages
La fin m'emmerde
Fêter un sevrage
Dosage obscène
J'm'entoure des mêmes garces
Le drame m'obsède
J'm'en tête, ouai
C'est
the mobscene
I know it isn't your scene
It's better than a sex scene
And it's so fucking obscene, obscene, yeah
You want commitment? Put on your best suit
Get
Broken-hearted ulcer
Why can’t you believe
Is it too obscene
Is it too obscene
Is it too obscene
Why can’t you believe
Is it too obscene
Is it too obscene
Is it
shit talking and I find it so obscene (Obscene)
Big checks druggin and you know that i'm a fein (Fein)
Feeling like the man fuckin bitches on the scene
Hello, who is this
[Obscene phone caller]
I came home knocked out after work
That's when my telephone goes berserk
How can I unwind or get some
out of spite
And I'm waiting for Jude, the obscene
(I'm waiting, I'm waiting)
I'm waiting for Jude, the obscene
(I'm waiting, I'm waiting, I'm)
Fuck
Obscene
Brought up to fight and die
Harvest souls not question why
For the ones we left behind
Return to those who criticize
Obscene
No
in November rain
And did you tell him that same night how you ran to me
It's obscene how I'm still wrapped around your finger while another boy's
My Music In Your Head
My Pictures Make You Wet
I Am Your Wildest Dream
Yes You Are So Obscene
You Are So Kinky And Obscene
You Are My Special Breed
Incomparable mais dans les poches ça traine
On m’a dit Que pour devenir une Star faut faire des choses Obscènes, Non
Moi j’ai décidé que je vais
the same as you would expect it.
Beautiful obscene,
just like you,
just like me,
the world we're in.
Beautiful obscene,
just like you,
just like everything.
is obscene
Dream a little dream
And taste the things they've seen
I chronicle their life story
My passion is obscene
Not sure of when I realized that
no, no
Oh, no, no, no
Oh, no, no, no
Oh, no, no, no
Oh, no, no, no
How obscene, how obscene
Age thirteen, age thirteen
How obscene, how obscene
Age
Mister Clean,
No more Mister Nice Guy,
They say he's sick, he's obscene.
I got no friends 'cause they read the papers.
They can't be seen with me
Yeah, yeah
Let me close my eyes for a minute
I've never seen seen so infinite
Visine clean on my business
Livin's obscene if ya get it
Let me close
Yeah, yeah
Let me close my eyes for a minute
I've never seen seen so infinite
Visine clean on my business
Livin's obscene if ya get it
Let me close
guards are down, I'll remember
All of the times
You've seen us go through the
Obscene and deluded things
We gon' get through it, babe
All of the times
Clean
No more Mister Nice Guy
They say he's sick, he's obscene
I got no friends cause they read the papers
They can't be seen with me and I'm
Mister Clean
No more Mister Nice Guy
They say, "He's sick, he's obscene"
I got no friends 'cause they read the papers
They can't be seen with me
the same as you would expect it.
Beautiful obscene,
just like you,
just like me,
the world we're in.
Beautiful obscene,
just like you,
just like everything.
Obscene
The scene
The dream
Obscene
Demi-gods on golden thrones
Spend most of their time all alone
We're living through them until a decent to hell
Mister Clean,
No more Mister Nice Guy,
They say he's sick, he's obscene.
I got no friends 'cause they read the papers.
They can't be seen with me
No more Mister Clean,
No more Mister Nice Guy,
They say he's sick, he's obscene.
I got no friends 'cause they read the papers.
They can't be seen
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