Disaster Movie~ End Song

sábado, 21 de noviembre de 2009

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I’m fucking Matt Damon


You’re fucking Matt Damon?

Well, I’m fucking Hannah Montana


She’s fucking Hannah Montana

Backstage at my concert

Fucks me on my parents’ bed

After school, at my locker

In the car I give her head

I’m also fucking the Flava


Yeah, boy

She’s fucking Flava-Flav, fool

You know what time it is

Because I’m fucking Juney too


Yeah, I know, but it’s true

Flava-Flav, he fucks me too


And I swap with Calvin

And he swaps with that dude

And we’re all fucking Hellboy


Yeah, they’re fucking Hellboy

And I’m fucking the Hulk


When I get really mad

I start fucking Iron Man


A most uncomfortable screw

But I fuck the princess too


Ding Dong


Who’s that ringing on my bell?


The bitch who’s fucking Iron Man

That’s I-R-O-N M-A-N

And I fuck him in the mouth


That’s fucking great

Because I’m fucking Wolf


He’s fucking Wolf

Ain’t that a pity?

Because I’m fucking those bitches

From Sex and the City


He fucks the Sex and the City gals

So I wondered: Would Wolf really get jealous

If he knew we were fucking that guy with the big utility belt?


They’re all fucking Batman

At Wayne Manor, in the Batcave Butler Alfred is our love slave

Riddle me this

Holy bathhouse

I’m fucking Amy Winehouse?


He’s Fucking Amy Winehouse

Yeah, on the down-low, low, low

And I’m fucking Jessica Simpson

‘Cause I’m on blow, blow, blow


She’s fucking Jessica Simpson

Oh yeah

And I thing I might have fucked

That hot assassin


Everyone’s fucked me

And I’ve fucked them back, you see

And the Mexican too

With the tragic hairdo


Call it, heads, I’m fucking J.T.


I’m fucking that male model

‘Cause he’s so fine

And I like to get up

In them Calvin Kleins


It’s true, J.T. fucked my ass again

But I’m also fucking Prince Caspian


I am handsome and I am cool

That’s why this prince

Fucks the kids from High School




Yeah!

Woh!

Come on!

Let’s hear it

Now’s the time to party

Let me hear you

You know what time it is?

No, what time is it?

It’s time to get fucked

Fuck me

No, fuck me

Fuck me

He fucks all us kids in high school

Under the bleachers, in the showers

While we’re changing for gym class

I’m fucking Oprah

I’m fucking Obama

I’m fucking Indiana’s ass


She’s fucking Indiana

And I’m fucking Hancock


He’s fucking Hancock

And I’m fucking Beowulf


You know you like it

And I’m fucking Kung Fu Panda


And I’m fucking Michael Jackson


Don’t judge me

I love my animals, you see


Oh, yeah he’s fucking the Chipmunks

Sad to say, but it’s true

He fucks the Chipmunks, yeah

Dear: Fuck You... very, very much~

sábado, 7 de noviembre de 2009

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Fuck You Very Much lyrics
Songwriters: Allen, Lily Rose; Kurstin, Gregory;Look inside, look inside your tiny mind
Then look a bit harder
'Cause we're so uninspired, so sick and tired
Of all the hatred you harbor

So you say it's not okay to be gay
Well, I think you're just evil
You're just some racist who can't tie my laces
Your point of view is medieval

Fuck you, fuck you very, very much
'Cause we hate what you do
And we hate your whole crew
So please don't stay in touch

Fuck you, fuck you very, very much
'Cause your words don't translate
And it's getting quite late
So please don't stay in touch

Do you get, do you get a little kick
Out of being small minded?
You want to be like your father
It's approval you're after
Well, that's not how you find it

Do you, do you really enjoy
Living a life that's so hateful?
'Cause there's a hole where your soul should be
You're losing control a bit
And it's really distasteful

Fuck you, fuck you very, very much
'Cause we hate what you do
And we hate your whole crew
So please don't stay in touch

Fuck you, fuck you very, very much
'Cause your words don't translate
And it's getting quite late
So please don't stay in touch

Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you
Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you
Fuck you

You say you think we need to go to war
Well, you're already in one
'Cause it's people like you that need to get slew
No one wants your opinion

Fuck you, fuck you very, very much
'Cause we hate what you do
And we hate your whole crew
So please don't stay in touch

Fuck you, fuck you very, very much
'Cause your words don't translate
And it's getting quite late
So please don't stay in touch

Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you
Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you
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