Представляем точный текст композиции "Out The Hospital" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Brooks Buford . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Out The Hospital» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Brooks Buford передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Brooks Buford - "Out The Hospital"
Lyrics to Out The Hospital : Brooks Buford Whut' Please report Please report to the Foundation for Cystic Fibrosis Research Down the hall Right near the laboratory for small mammals Trippin and lolly gaggin On and then off the wagon Im checkin bras, checkin baggage Smilin and hot with Valium We flyin out and off the handle And talkin, not known to ramble Might see me in purple sandals Or sayin my name is Lando Callorisian' Shit, Im in charge See and say, boss, actin all hard With a gang of skinny bitches Drivin the barge, Im crazy like what you heard Keeping my wife fuckin disturbed She drivin all over the curb Rrrrrrrrrrrrr.....pow! Xanax done got me blurred Give me a Darvocet, give me a Percocet Maybe a Loritab, maybe Lorazepam I really dont give a damn Suck me off, cook me ham Jump around act gay All yall trippin anyway Say what you wanna say Im still gonna play. Pay I dont know a hole from my head But I know that Im happy, happy, happy to be out the hospital Dont know what was said from my bed But I know that Im happy, happy, happy to be out the hospital My ass is thick, I done seen alot What are you' On the pot' No mom, Im on the rock Off the chain, off the dock My brain is a landscape Bay window with no drapes A fetus with no womb A wearhouse with no room Consume zooms (shrooms) Put light unto the spoon A man with too many schisms, bio-terrorism My bio, alcoholism Family history, addiction Spittin the illist diction Marry or monkey chickens Barrrrrrrraaaaaaaakkkkk! Yeah, Im doper than heroin On ice like Nancy Kerrigan Beat your wife for your gear again Im bombin the Taliban I really dont give a damn Im using your head sweetie to practice my backhand Space cadaver, sellin amphedamines for Saturn Starin at the monkey exhibit lookin for a pattern Run out in the front yard, showin off all your lard Gettin physical like Olivia in a leotard I dont know a hole from my head But I know that Im happy, happy, happy to be out the hospital Dont know what was said from my bed But I know that Im happy, happy, happy to be out the hospital I dont know a hole from my head But I know that Im happy, happy, happy to be out the hospital Dont know what was said from my bed But I know that Im happy, happy, happy to be out the hospital [ Out The Hospital Lyrics ]
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