miércoles, 2 de septiembre de 2009



The kombucha
Mushroom people
Sitting around all day
Who can believe you?
Who can believe you?
Let your mother pray
(Sugar)

Well I'm not there
All the time
You know
Some people
Some people
Some people
Call it insane, yeah
They call it insane
(Sugar)
I play Russian roulette everyday
A man's sport
With a bullet called life
Yeah called life
(Sugar)
You know that
Every time I try to go
Where I really want to be
It's already where I am
'Cause I'm already there
(Sugar)

The kombucha
Mushroom people
Sitting around all day
Who can believe you
Who can believe you
Let your mother pray
(Sugar)

I got a gun the
Other day from Sako
It's cute, small
Fits right in my pocket
Yeah, right in my pocket
(Sugar)
My girl, you know
She lashes out at me
Sometimes
And I just kick her
And then she's OK
She's OK
(Sugar)
People are always
Chasing me down
Trying to push
My face to the ground
Where all they
Really want to do
Is suck out
My motherf***ing brains
My brains
(Sugar)

The kombucha
Mushroom people
Sitting around all day
Who can believe you
Who can believe you
Let your mother pray

I sit, in my desolate room
No lights, no music
Just anger
I've killed everyone
I'm away forever
But I'm feeling better
How do I feel
What do I say
F*** you
It all goes away
How do I feel
What do I say
F*** you,
It all goes away
How do I feel
What do I say
In the end
It all goes away
(.......)

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