Jeff Besos Songtext
von Hobo Johnson

If you don′t mind for a sec, introduce that knife to my neck
If you could give me a hand, put my head through a fan, yeah

Yeah, I just had a manic episode
I solved the world's problems, I misplaced all my notes
I really wish I had the notes, I′m pretty sure there's somethin' good that I wrote
I always feel so ugly, I just really need to love me, yeah
I′m gonna go to the spa, and have a nice time while I talk to some moms

A yo, this shit is just a big ass joke
Gettin′ rich is the only glimmer of hope
That dies, and it dies, fast
And it's sad yo


Jeff Bezos walkin′ down the street
He looks at me, I look at he
I say, "What's in your pockets, you got a pocket of me?
I′m 'bout to Amazon Prime your face to the street"
You′ll get it in a day, when you recover from Frank
And I'll make sure your workers unionize, after I Amazon Prime signs

If you don't mind for a sec, introduce that knife to my neck
If you could give me a hand, put my fuckin′ head through a fan
If you don′t mind for a sec, introduce that knife to my neck
If you could give me a hand, put my fuckin' head through a fan

Yeah, Marxism folder, I put it in the trash
′Cause my brain turned to mush and I cried real bad
I asked six workers what they thought and said
"Calm down, but yeah, this shit's hard"

Marxism on a kindle, really made my fuckin′ world view brittle
Yeah, I couldn't stop thinkin′ about Trotsky, Noam Chomsky
Oh yeah, it's not a cabal, it's private influence of government, dawg
It′s private influence of government, dawg
It′s private influence of government, dawg


If you don't mind for a sec, introduce that knife to my neck
If you could give me a hand, put my fuckin′ head through a fan, yeah
If you don't mind for a sec, introduce that knife to my neck
If you could give me a hand, put my fuckin′ head through a fan, yeah