Green Day - Ha ha you're dead!
How do you get your sleep at night?
How did you get your noose so tight?
Like chewing on tinfoil, it's so much fun
Gonna be dead before your gone
Cause look how things have gotten
And I'll be happy so I won't pretend
And I'll be cheering that you're going down
And I'll be laughing, I'll be laughing
How many feelings can you steal?
Gotta be part of your appeal
I can see through you cause you're wearing thin
Like chewing on tinfoil once again
Ha Ha you're dead
And I'm so happy
In loving memory
Of your demise
When your ship is going down
I'll go out and paint the town
Ha Ha you're dead
The joke is over
You were an asshole
And now you're gone
As your ship is going down
I'll stand by and watch you drown
Ha Ha you're dead
You're gonna be dead
Just remember what I said
Ha Ha you're dead!
How did you get your noose so tight?
Like chewing on tinfoil, it's so much fun
Gonna be dead before your gone
Cause look how things have gotten
And I'll be happy so I won't pretend
And I'll be cheering that you're going down
And I'll be laughing, I'll be laughing
How many feelings can you steal?
Gotta be part of your appeal
I can see through you cause you're wearing thin
Like chewing on tinfoil once again
Ha Ha you're dead
And I'm so happy
In loving memory
Of your demise
When your ship is going down
I'll go out and paint the town
Ha Ha you're dead
The joke is over
You were an asshole
And now you're gone
As your ship is going down
I'll stand by and watch you drown
Ha Ha you're dead
You're gonna be dead
Just remember what I said
Ha Ha you're dead!
posted by Damiano at 2:03 p. m.
3 Comments:
Hola, te invito a recorrer los callejones de mi blog. Está dedicado íntegramente a la poesía. Mensualmente, y como podrías ver en los archivos, en él publico a once diferentes autores.
Desde ya te doy la más cordial de las bienvenidas.
Saludos,
Angel
Angel: la poesia es para maricones que no aceptan su condicion de chocabolas y en vez de comportarse como locas deciden volcar su homosexualidad en pequeños versos con o sin rima. No entres a mi blog para buscar nuevos adeptos. Viniste al lugar equivocado, porque:
1)Mis lectores no son sensibles.
2)No tengo lectores.
Cómo "no tengo lectores"?
Esperate a que se entere Davinia...
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