(Dregen, Borg)

He thinks heВґs Jesus and I think not
He really thinks heВґs something
SheВґll make a fortune without luck
IВґll make my friends without a buck
Somebody opened up the box
How could you be so stupid
One, two, three, four
Gotta get away for sure

Brothers and sisters
Mr. and Mrs.
Look out now and c`mon

YouВґre a backstabber
Backstabber
YouВґre a backstabber
Hey, man, and I think youВґre better of red and dead

She thinks sheВґs heaven and I am hell
How could I care `bout nothing
But youВґre a hardcore superstore
Plastic little ugly whore
How could she be so stupid

Brothers and sisters
Mr. and Mrs.
Look out now and c`mon

YouВґre a backstabber
Backstabber
YouВґre a backstabber
Hey, man, and I think youВґre better of red and dead

Brothers and sisters
Mr. and Mrs.
I donВґt think itВґs funny to be wearing a gunny
Haschis and fascists, taxes and faxes
Look out now and c`mon

Backstabber
Backstabber
YouВґre a backstabber
Hey, man, and I think youВґre better of red and dead

Backstabber
Backstabber
YouВґre a backstabber
Hey, man, stab me

ThatВґs right




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