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letra de strap-on brain - worm quartet

[verse 1]
you’re ranting ’bout albums by the m-st-rbating croutons
and vinnie v–gr- and the limp pr-ck krue
you tell me the snailf-ckers were your greatest influence
but timmy tampon and the stringalongs sure meant a lot to you

you’re dropping names with dennis miller smugness
and with rob scheffield pretentiousness you -n-lyze
and though you’re cool on the outside, you’re giggling internally
cuz though i’m nodding you can see confusion in my eyes

[pre-chorus]
congratulations f-ckface
you’re the indie rock obscurity king
so here’s your f-cking trophy
go stick it in thе hole that makes your colon sing

[chorus]
put on my strap-on brain to think at your levеl
but it makes me feel dirty, makes me feel dirty
strap-on brain to think at your level
but it makes me feel so f-cking dirty now

[verse 2]
you’ve worked in the same cubicle for almost 20 years
you’ve got two kids, a mortgage, and an suv
climbed the corporate ladder ’til you got some underlings
and bless my lucky f-cking stars, one of ’em’s me
you say they should mandate uniforms in public school
cuz how can your kid learn when his friend’s dressed like a slob?
opinions are like assh0l-s and yours could use some lightning
but i’ve gotta nod and smile just to keep my job

[pre-chorus]
have you always been so boring?
did you have a soul, and where did it go?
was it your childhood ambition
to b-tch about your golf game and your stock portfolio?

[chorus]
put on my strap-on brain to think at your level
but it makes me feel dirty, makes me feel dirty
strap-on brain to think at your level
but it makes me feel so f-cking dirty now

[refrain]
na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na
na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na
na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na
na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na

[bridge]
even the world’s biggest moron
has always got his own point of view
and he’s just smart enough to know you can’t disagree
if he’s got any power over you
so when somebody’s spouting walrus sh-t
but you’re not allowed to tell ’em
society dictates that thou shall bite thy tongue
and strap a cranial d-ld- to your cerebellum
egh!

[verse 3]
you’re an ex-jock with a buzzcut, raised in west virginia
with the 12-pack in your belly slowly flowing through your veins
you take me aside to tell me ’bout your high school days
when cheerleaders would spread for you after every game

your breath gets worse as your drunken head bobs closer
and you rant about the h0m-s and the homies and the spics
and i contemplate all my possible responses
and i weigh how much each one of them will get my ass kicked

[pre-chorus]
you wasted redneck f-ckwit
raised by the wwf
let me buy you a cold one
so you can k!ll the three brain cells you’ve got left

[chorus]
put on my strap-on brain to think at your level
but it makes me feel dirty, makes me feel dirty
strap-on brain to think at your level
but it makes me feel so f-cking dirty now

[refrain]
na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na
na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na
na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na
na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na
[chorus]
put on my strap-on brain to think at your level (na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na)
but it makes me feel dirty, makes me feel dirty (na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na)
strap-on brain to think at your level (na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na)
but it makes me feel so f-cking dirty (na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na)
strap-on brain to think at your level (na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na)
but it makes me feel dirty, makes me feel dirty (na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na)
strap-on brain to think at your level (na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na)
but it makes me feel so f-cking dirty now! (na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na)

[outro]
(na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na)
(na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na)
so f-cking dirty now!
(na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na)
(na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na)
makes me feel so f-cking dirty now!
(na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na)
(na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na)
so f-cking dirty now!
(na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na)
(na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na)
so f-cking dirty now!
(na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na)
(na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na)
(na-na-na…)

- worm quartet

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