(Dregen, Borg)
He thinks heґs Jesus and I think not
He really thinks heґs something
Sheґll make a fortune without luck
Iґll make my friends without a buck
Somebody opened up the box
How could you be so stupid
One, two, three, four
Gotta get away for sure
Brothers and sisters
Mr. and Mrs.
Look out now and c`mon
Youґre a backstabber
Backstabber
Youґre a backstabber
Hey, man, and I think youґre better of red and dead
She thinks sheґs heaven and I am hell
How could I care `bout nothing
But youґre a hardcore superstore
Plastic little ugly whore
How could she be so stupid
Brothers and sisters
Mr. and Mrs.
Look out now and c`mon
Youґre a backstabber
Backstabber
Youґre a backstabber
Hey, man, and I think youґre better of red and dead
Brothers and sisters
Mr. and Mrs.
I donґt think itґs funny to be wearing a gunny
Haschis and fascists, taxes and faxes
Look out now and c`mon
Backstabber
Backstabber
Youґre a backstabber
Hey, man, and I think youґre better of red and dead
Backstabber
Backstabber
Youґre a backstabber
Hey, man, stab me
Thatґs right
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