Uncouth

Uncouth

Queers (The)
(album: Beyond The Valley Of The Assfuckers)

Excuse my French I think I swore
I called your mom a dirty whore
Pardon me I think I farted
Please don´t think that I´m retarded

Mercy me I think I puked
Please don´t let that get you spooked
Just overlook that I´m a mess
While I run my hands up your dress

I´m uncouth
I´m uncouth
I´m uncouth
I´m uncouth

Holy cow I stole your car
I burned the seats with my cigar
Kiss my ass, I hate your guts
I may be rude, but I´m not nuts

I´m sorry baby but that´s just the way it has to be
When we first fucked
I told you get the hell away from me
With all my stupid bullshit
You haven´t had enough
To get fucked up the ass each night
It must be fucking tough