作词 : Mike E Clark/Joseph Bruce/William Dail 作曲 : Mike E Clark/Joseph Bruce/William Dail What did I do? Tell me, tell me what did I do?Tell me nothin'! I did nothin' wrong! Tell me, nothin' Look at that guy over there, he's so skinny He'd probably suck my ************ for a penny That's ******' nasty, what kinda ************ does he get The kind that smells like ************t with a scabbed lip Pu************n' all that trash in his shopping cart Musta smoked himself into a retard No shoes thick-ass calloused-up toes Frozen boogers all up under his whisky nose The mother******'s ass is prolly molded shut Bet he's got tadpoles livin' on his butt I ******' don't understand these people No kinda class, somebody needs to beat they ass I wanna tell him, "Get the ****** off my block" I wanna beat his face in with a rock! He ain't good for ************t, but bringin' our property down Draggin' his funky ass around He's starvin', sportin' a pair of Troop sweats Hands dried and cracked up like the SaharaWantin' everyone's affection Wait a minute, that's me, I'm lookin' at my own reflection Swing left, swing right, swing left, swing right Swing left, swing right, swing on and on Swing left, swing right, swing left, swing right Swing left, swing right, swing on and on and Where the ****** is this ************, she makes me sick I'm guessin' right now, she's got a mouth full of ************ I know she ****** on me, who needs proof She prolly kisses me with ************ hairs on her tooth I bet she ****** people in my own bed He wears my slippers while she's givin' him head Look what I do, I get away with it What the ****** makes me think that she ain't never did it Last time I beat her ass wasn't ************t Fat lips ain't nothin', this time I'm breakin' somethin' Shes gonna learn not to gimme any hassle I'm the king, I make the money, I work at White Castle! I'm the one who failed in life I'm the one who takes it out on my wife She don't cheat, who am I tryin' to fool I shoulda done this to myself long ago(Boom!) Swing left, swing right, swing left, swing right Swing left, swing right, swing on and on Swing left, swing right, swing left, swing right Swing left, swing right, swing on, and on and This is the third time you've come before me You think you're the ************t, you wanna ignore me I told you last time I'd put you away I don't give a ****** what you say, obey me I am the overseer, a special being Raise when I walk in the room, me and God are a tag team ****** you, ****** you, ****** you, ****** you I could say it all day I swear to God, you say one mother******' thing to me I'll put you away I might not be God but I'm the next best thing Honor your honor, hail me as a king You die, he gets life, she pays, he's free See your destiny is all up to me, all rise, you heard it, loud and clear But today, I take a load off in that electric chair I chose to play God, and judge you well Now I'm the one thats been sentenced to hell Swing left, swing right, swing left, swing right Swing left, swing right, swing on and on Swing left, swing right, swing left, swing right Swing left, swing right, swing on, and on and Swing left, swing right, swing left, swing right Swing left, swing right, swing on and on Swing left, swing right, swing left, swing right Swing left, swing right, swing on, and on and Swing left, swing right, swing left, swing right Swing left, swing right, swing on and on Swing left, swing right, swing left, swing right Swing left, swing right, swing on, and on and...
作词 : Mike E Clark/Joseph Bruce/William Dail 作曲 : Mike E Clark/Joseph Bruce/William Dail What did I do? Tell me, tell me what did I do?Tell me nothin'! I did nothin' wrong! Tell me, nothin' Look at that guy over there, he's so skinny He'd probably suck my ************ for a penny That's ******' nasty, what kinda ************ does he get The kind that smells like ************t with a scabbed lip Pu************n' all that trash in his shopping cart Musta smoked himself into a retard No shoes thick-ass calloused-up toes Frozen boogers all up under his whisky nose The mother******'s ass is prolly molded shut Bet he's got tadpoles livin' on his butt I ******' don't understand these people No kinda class, somebody needs to beat they ass I wanna tell him, "Get the ****** off my block" I wanna beat his face in with a rock! He ain't good for ************t, but bringin' our property down Draggin' his funky ass around He's starvin', sportin' a pair of Troop sweats Hands dried and cracked up like the SaharaWantin' everyone's affection Wait a minute, that's me, I'm lookin' at my own reflection Swing left, swing right, swing left, swing right Swing left, swing right, swing on and on Swing left, swing right, swing left, swing right Swing left, swing right, swing on and on and Where the ****** is this ************, she makes me sick I'm guessin' right now, she's got a mouth full of ************ I know she ****** on me, who needs proof She prolly kisses me with ************ hairs on her tooth I bet she ****** people in my own bed He wears my slippers while she's givin' him head Look what I do, I get away with it What the ****** makes me think that she ain't never did it Last time I beat her ass wasn't ************t Fat lips ain't nothin', this time I'm breakin' somethin' Shes gonna learn not to gimme any hassle I'm the king, I make the money, I work at White Castle! I'm the one who failed in life I'm the one who takes it out on my wife She don't cheat, who am I tryin' to fool I shoulda done this to myself long ago(Boom!) Swing left, swing right, swing left, swing right Swing left, swing right, swing on and on Swing left, swing right, swing left, swing right Swing left, swing right, swing on, and on and This is the third time you've come before me You think you're the ************t, you wanna ignore me I told you last time I'd put you away I don't give a ****** what you say, obey me I am the overseer, a special being Raise when I walk in the room, me and God are a tag team ****** you, ****** you, ****** you, ****** you I could say it all day I swear to God, you say one mother******' thing to me I'll put you away I might not be God but I'm the next best thing Honor your honor, hail me as a king You die, he gets life, she pays, he's free See your destiny is all up to me, all rise, you heard it, loud and clear But today, I take a load off in that electric chair I chose to play God, and judge you well Now I'm the one thats been sentenced to hell Swing left, swing right, swing left, swing right Swing left, swing right, swing on and on Swing left, swing right, swing left, swing right Swing left, swing right, swing on, and on and Swing left, swing right, swing left, swing right Swing left, swing right, swing on and on Swing left, swing right, swing left, swing right Swing left, swing right, swing on, and on and Swing left, swing right, swing left, swing right Swing left, swing right, swing on and on Swing left, swing right, swing left, swing right Swing left, swing right, swing on, and on and...
