P.G.L. Lyrics

Artist: Lower Class Brats
Album: The New Seditionaries

We're gonna quit our jobs
They don't pay no money
You act so serious
we think you act funny

Some call it "art"
We call "some" shit
Let's raise a glass
And we'll all drink from it

Brains are falling into my hands
I have gone to a far off land
There is nothing in my head
I'm glad i'm bored, i could be dead

Back in Aachen
Always with a bang
They dance like wild
Come and join the gang

Brains are falling into my hands
I have gone to a far off land
There is nothing in my head
I'm glad i'm bored, i could be dead

Brains are falling into my hands
I have gone to a far off land
There is nothing in my head
I'm glad i'm bored, i could be dead

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