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Wykonawcy

Teksty: Queers. Grounded.

Caught smoking a cigarette and sucking down a brew
They gave me no supper, they locked me in my room
My mother caught me in her purse - Hey that's just my luck
But I needed money for more beer and butts
GO (4x)
CHORUS:
Grounded - Now it's time to suck my thumb
Grounded - I bet Dad's on top of Mom
Grounded - And I don't know what to do
Grounded - And it ain't too fucking cool
Grounded

Grounded
Trousers 'round his ankles as he gave me the belt
Dumber than a fence post - that is how I felt
You'd never see this happen on the Brady Bunch
Well I'd love to give my fat old man a great big fucking punch
GO (4x)
CHORUS
Grounded yeah