C O M R - The Speeders (Montana) Lyrics

I drove my car for a day, isn't much to say
It costs two hundred dollars to get its knee replaced
Slow down with your fast drivers in the passenger
There's not much I know, but if you speed you're an asshole
So get in my bed, in my shed, in my shed
So get in my bed, my bed, in my shed
Get in my bed, in my bed, in my shed
Get in my bed, in my bed, in my shed
The walls speak to you
Your baskets of carrots can't supplement me enough
I'm dying of early onset Parkinson's disease
Day by day, my bones cripple more
I can no longer go to the shore
I say everyday my bones suffer more
And now I'm weak as you, you whore
F*ck the speeders, f*ck the speeders
F*ck the speeders, f*ck the speeders
F*ck the speeders, f*ck the speeders
Filthy, good for nothing, speeders
They go to the cleaners to wash away their lies and deception
Speeders are the kind of people that miss their mother's funeral for work
They've got nothing better to do but spend time at church
They've got to get there fast so I slightly understand
But in the end they kill so many babies it gets put into a can
Their emotions and the baby
Put it right into a can
Gargle them up and blend them up in together for ham
Nyaah !