Текст песни: Uncle Sleepover + перевод

No more Mr. Nice Guy

No more colour television

No more packed neat and tight

No more videotapes

The Lord’s will

The Lord giveth

Uncle Sleepover taketh

Seven days a week (Uncle Sleepover!)

Dripping with sweat

The constant shrieking of

Institution

They all know my name

I won’t pay for their discos

I’m not gonna buy their sandwiches

I’m not gonna eat what they shove in my face

I’m dressed for success

Hair combed tight

Dripping with sweat

Tailor-made for

Thanksgiving

Tailor-made for Christmas

Tailor-made for any situation that you feel

An uncontrollable urge to

Let go

I’m Uncle Sleepover

And I’m paying the bills!

I’m Uncle Sleepover!

Uh!

Ahhhhhh! Uhh! Ahhhhhhhhh! Uhhh!

Get away from the lawn!

Ow!

I’m tired of the waste

I’m tired of the stench

I’m tired of the picking-up the pieces

I’m tired of looking at their faces

I’m tired of cheap hellos

I’m tired of ripping up the stitches

I’m tired of being

Just a good boy

Uncle Sleepover

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